「Half an hour later.」
Xu Lei brought Mu Yao to Zhi Jian's residence.
In a room.
Zhi Jian lay on the bed.
"Amitabha Buddha. How could those people be so tyrannical?"
Xu Lei frowned. "Torturing you to this state?"
"I'm just fortunate to be alive."
Zhi Jian said weakly, "The Great Shang is strictest when it comes to corruption. What's more, the one overseeing the case this time is an imperial envoy from the Capital City!"
"Amitabha Buddha."
Xu Lei said, "If I hadn't asked about how you were doing, if we had never met, then you..."
"Martial Uncle, don't say that."
Zhi Jian said, "It has nothing to do with you. I was the one who wanted to curry favor with the Cheng Family. Even if you hadn't passed through here back then, Martial Uncle, I would have sought out other Cultivators later on. All of this is just my own destiny."
Indeed, Zhi Jian had also been implicated in the Cheng Family's affairs. He was dragged to prison and interrogated at length.
