harleyscars Chapter 1102 Escorting Prisoners to the Aodu Chamber of Commerce?
Chapter 1102 Escorting Prisoners to the Aodu Chamber of Commerce?
Chapter 1102 Escorting Prisoners to the Aodu Chamber of Commerce?
Offering Hall
Kong Deming and Ye Yulin were working together to research a giant cannon soul tool.
Iron Bull lay fast asleep among a pile of metal parts.
The old conman sat on the terrace of the offering hall, quietly gazing at the starry sky.
In his eyes, the star map composed of those individual stars unfolded before him.
He was searching for a special celestial body.
When he saw that star hanging in the distant sky, gradually dimming, tears welled up in the old conman's eyes.
Then, he saw a faint light at the edge of that special star, which, though weak, firmly conveyed its light.
Upon seeing this scene, the old conman suddenly froze, his sadness frozen on his face, his eyes experiencing a complex mix of grief and astonishment.
"The imperial star will change."
The old conman tidied his face and clothes, turned around and bowed deeply to the place in the palace where the former emperor had once stayed.
"I feel ashamed to have been a vigilant observer!"
Inside the Daiichi-den, which was off-center.
He Xun knelt before the hall, his head bowed, awaiting orders.
Xu Tianran flipped through the roster, his golden pen marking each name.
He Xun was not clear about what Xu Tianran's actions meant, only assuming that Kong Deming's behavior not long ago had given Xu Tianran some ideas.
The roster in the dungeon was written by Xu Tianran himself; if anyone was missing, he could only apologize.
However, He Xun, who was kneeling anxiously at the door, did not receive Xu Tianran's cold punishment. Instead, a guard brought back the roster.
He Xun accepted the roster with a look of fear on his face.
Immediately afterwards, Xu Tianran's voice entered his ears.
"Take the people on the list to the outer city. Someone from the Aodu Chamber of Commerce will come to find you then. Just hand them over to them."
He Xun's eyes widened immediately. Those people in the dungeon were no ordinary people. A quick glance at the roster revealed that there were more than thirty of them.
Although not all of these thirty people possess high cultivation levels, given the opportunity, it's only a matter of time before they return to their former peak.
"Go, make sure the Soul-Locking Nails are properly installed, and send them all to mine," Xu Tianran said dismissively.
Even if someone was a genius back then, how much potential can they still have if their body is damaged and their foundation is weakened?
He Xun nodded, knowing that Xu Tianran would not allow anyone to question his decision.
Xu Tianran waved for He Xun to leave and continued processing the memorials.
During foreign wars, he had to deal with a large amount of frontline information and ministerial memorials every day.
However, after reviewing a few memorials, he caught a glimpse of Feng Rong sitting quietly to the side, who was still in a state of pretense.
That face that Xu Tianran held a grudge against had a strange, ravaged beauty.
He felt a surge of lust rising in his lower abdomen again.
He understood that the racial characteristics of the black-hoofed argali sheep were influencing his brain, affecting his judgment.
However, he did not intend to suppress this evil fire. He went to great lengths and paid a high price to restore this ability.
"Feng Rong, come here!"
Upon hearing this, Feng Rong, who was recovering, had a glint in her eyes.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Meanwhile, He Xun returned to the dungeon with mixed feelings.
The two prison guards who were standing at the gate quickly came forward.
"Sir, is there something you need the brothers to do?" a jailer asked.
He Xun nodded. "Summon all the chief jailers and notify them to assemble."
Upon hearing this, the two jailers exchanged a glance, both sensing that He Xun seemed to have brought back something important.
Soon, all the people in the dungeon gathered together and converged on He Xun's large office.
In fact, including the two jailers guarding the gate, there were only about thirty people in charge of the Mingdu dungeon.
"Arrest all the prisoners according to the names on the list and prepare to send them out of the city," He Xun said expressionlessly.
The two jailers who had been guarding the gate came up and took the list.
Don't let their position as gatekeepers fool you; they're actually the two most powerful jailers.
The dungeon, which had been as quiet as a deathly still place, was suddenly filled with a cacophony of sounds.
This made many prisoners who were squatting in their cells open their eyes.
They saw groups of three jailers walk up to the cells of several prisoners.
"335, come out."
"386, get out of jail!"
"28, stay there and don't move!"
One by one, the disheveled prisoners were roughly dragged up and put on the Soul-Locking Shackles.
Even the warned prisoner number 28 has been fitted with a soul-locking nail, which has locked his collarbone.
"What do you want to do?"
A hoarse voice came from the depths of the cell.
"What business is it of yours?" a young prison guard blurted out.
The next moment, a strong killing intent surged out from the deepest part of the cell.
"Be on guard!" a jailer roared.
All the jailers immediately took defensive action, and soul-guided shields were erected one after another.
One of the gatekeepers following the group immediately shouted, "General! We are only following orders to take these people away! We know nothing else! Please, General, have mercy!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura rose up, clashing with the general's killing intent.
He Xun, surrounded by several chains, rushed forward. His martial spirit was chains, which danced like long snakes, releasing a powerful aura.
The nine soul rings behind He Xun illuminated the dimly lit dungeon.
Even He Xun was unusually polite, bowing towards the depths of the dungeon. "General, please calm your anger. We truly did not know His Majesty's intentions!"
Deep inside the dungeon, in the cell that had once piqued Ye Nanxiao's curiosity, a general was actually imprisoned.
Upon hearing He Xun's words, the general slightly restrained his murderous intent.
The experienced jailers immediately knocked the new jailer unconscious and carried him away.
They say a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, and this newcomer is certainly bold.
He Xun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the general's momentum weaken.
He didn't say anything more, but urged his men to get to work quickly.
One by one, the prisoners were taken away. Apart from a few hot-tempered ones who resisted and were impaled with soul-locking nails, they all showed surprising cooperation.
He Xun stuffed the prisoners into a sealed carriage and then began the process of moving them.
Inside the sealed carriage, there was nothing except for a few small ventilation holes.
The prisoners each found a place to sit down.
"In five breaths, the wheels have dented seven times and lifted up three times. We've gone through five turns since we got on the bus, and the fifth turn was downhill. This is probably Fifth Avenue."
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A voice rang out; it belonged to a man with a thick beard.
"So, does that mean we're about to leave Mingdu?" someone echoed the analysis.
"Are you perhaps planning to settle things with us?"
"No, if they just wanted to kill us, they would have done it already. There's no need to take us out of the city," the bearded prisoner said.
"Since Wu Houzi and the second young master of the Wen family were taken away, are we going to follow their path?"
The prisoners began to discuss amongst themselves.
Gradually, everyone's attention was focused on the bearded prisoner.
He was the only one who could identify the route the carriage was taking.
However, even the bearded prisoner found it difficult to understand Xu Tianran's thoughts.
"I don't know anymore. Maybe Xu Tianran wanted to bury us?"
"Let's wait and see what tricks they can pull. Those who aren't afraid of death, gather at the door. I'll lead the charge and charge straight out," a prisoner with a large scar on his face said viciously.
This call was echoed by all the prisoners.
They had been locked in that dungeon for so long that they had forgotten what sunlight felt like.
Since there's no hope of survival, let's just take a gamble.
With their last shred of dignity and courage.
The carriage fell into a long silence.
Each prisoner was gathering what little strength they had left.
After an unknown amount of time, the bearded prisoner suddenly said, "We've entered the dirt road on the outskirts of the city."
A countdown began in the minds of every prisoner.
Until the carriage stopped.
"Get ready, everyone. My name is Si Quan. If any of you are lucky enough to survive and escape, please send a letter to the Mingdu Si family, stating that I, Si Quan, did not die like a coward," the prisoner with a scar on his face said fiercely.
"And me, my name is Lei Guang."
"Xia Cha".
"Gong Liangmo!"
One by one, the prisoners who had followed Si Quan gathered at the carriage door, their bodies tense, ready to rush out.
"Have all the people been delivered?"
"Yes, I'll take my leave now."
"Alright, you can go now. The Chamber of Commerce will handle the rest."
The brief conversation, upon reaching Si Quan's ears, made their blood boil with rage and violence.
These former geniuses have ended up being sold to the Chamber of Commerce.
"Click"
The car door locks were opened.
Si Quan immediately exerted force with his feet and sprinted like an arrow.
"bump!"
Si Quan was immediately sent flying because the person who opened the door noticed something was wrong and dodged in advance.
The prisoners following Si Quan also rushed onto the grass, one after another.
"Oh? What happened?"
The two hunters who opened the door looked at the group of people piled up on the grass and let out an unkind laugh.
The hum of the weapons was masked.
Si Quan spat fiercely. "Kill me or torture me! Come on!"
The prisoners' blindfolds were removed, and then they could see clearly who was coming.
A group of people wearing hooded cloaks were holding menacing soul tools. Not far away, a large soul tool with many cannons was pointed at them from a carriage.
The hunter who had opened the door earlier removed Si Quan's blindfold and looked him over from side to side.
"You're quite energetic, not bad. Let me introduce myself. I'm from the Aodu Chamber of Commerce. From now on, you'll be serving the Aodu Chamber of Commerce, understand? If not, that's fine."
Si Quan frowned as he pondered, "Isn't the Aodu Chamber of Commerce just an underworld force?"
How does this have anything to do with the palace?
Even if Xu Tianran was too lazy to waste resources, he shouldn't have any dealings with these underground forces that he looked down on.
The hunter pulled out a dagger and severed the Soul-Locking Bindings on Si Quan's body with a few slashes.
"You are all smart people, but you are weak and helpless right now. I advise you not to resist. All you need to know is that you won't lose your lives and you will still have jobs."
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