After all, as far as the city lord mansion was concerned, every prisoner was a resource. If someone died, it was a waste, and Ricky didn’t want that responsibility on his shoulders.

He had seen countless brawls in his time, but the way Jared had effortlessly dispatched over a dozen cultivators was unlike anything he’d witnessed before.

“Wait a second,” Ricky muttered to himself. “I’ve seen this guy before. He came here once… to visit someone.” He turned to the guard beside him. “What’s this kid’s story again?”

“He got locked up for hitting Niel Buckley, the son of the Buckley family,” the guard explained.

“They arrested him on the spot.”

“Hitting Niel? That sounds like he was asking for trouble,” Ricky said, frowning.

hundred purple spirit coins,” the guard continued. “Even Mr. Reese coughed up money

narrowing as he tried to piece the puzzle together. “Hmm. Maybe he’s

and Claude go at it…” The guard trailed off, leaning

constant grandstanding. If someone’s finally going to knock him down a peg, let it happen. As long as nobody dies, I don’t see the problem. It’s been a while since I

Ricky, if Claude gets hurt, how will we explain that to the

do anything? The Lord hasn’t shown up in ages. Who knows what’s going on

guard flinched at Ricky’s tone and said nothing

ever since the Lord disappeared. In his absence, his three beast

or allowing visits were routine. Even Donovan, the official in charge of celestial stone transactions,

stemmed entirely from the city lord’s absence. With no one at the helm, countless individuals seized the chance to

the damage he caused. But how could his father, one of the beast generals and a supposed enforcer of the city’s laws, bring himself to discipline-let alone imprison-his

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