The Man’s Decree

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.

the one who bought the celestial crystals, sent over five hundred purple spirit coins,” the guard continued. “Even Mr. Reese coughed up money to get him out. Everyone knows how tightfisted that guy is. If he’s spending,

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

should we step in? If he and Claude go at it…” The guard trailed off, leaning in to

to knock him down a peg, let it happen. As long as nobody dies, I don’t see the problem. It’s been a

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

shown up in ages. Who knows what’s going on in the

Ricky’s tone

been in chaos ever since the Lord disappeared. In his absence, his three beast generals had taken over, but their constant disagreements left the

Bribes for releasing prisoners or allowing visits were routine. Even Donovan, the official in charge of celestial stone transactions, operated a thriving

no one at the helm, countless individuals seized the chance

city lord been in charge, Niel wouldn’t have been so brazen, running roughshod over others without a care for the damage he caused. But how could his father, one of the beast generals and a supposed enforcer of