Chapter 564: Chapter 155: Celestial Prison! Who Actually Likes This Place? (Part 2)

"Is that all?"

It was Ye Liuyun’s first time coming to a place like the Celestial Prison.

If these are all just ordinary prisoners, Ye Liuyun instantly lost interest.

"Hm?"

No one expected Ye Liuyun to ask that.

They had thought he’d leave after killing a few prisoners, but nobody dared say more—he just nodded and replied.

"If you want to see more, my lord, there are a few more levels below!"

As the officially highest-ranked prison above the Imperial Prison and Purgatory, the Celestial Prison was, of course, more than just this little area.

The upper tiers only held a bunch of regulars; those who were truly exceptional were locked much farther below.

"Lead the way!"

Ye Liuyun didn’t waste words.

He waved his hand, signaling the other to show him the route.

"... ..."

When did I ever get ordered around like this?

Usually, when dealing with others, I’m a lofty Ministry of Justice big shot—who dares talk down to me like that?

But there’s no helping it.

The man in front of me is Ye Liuyun.

No matter how pissed I am inside, right now I can only swallow it, grimacing as I nod and continue leading the way for Ye Liuyun.

... ...

"Lord Zhao!"

The farther down they went, the more hidden the surroundings became, not a trace of sunlight could sneak in anymore.

The only source of light was oil lamps.

The heads and prison guards in charge of this place stared blankly when they saw the Ministry official walking beside Ye Liuyun.

Clearly, they recognized him.

But seriously, what’s a nice Ministry official doing straight in the Celestial Prison?

Especially when they spotted Ye Liuyun at Lord Zhao’s side, their confusion showed plainly.

"So your surname is Zhao, huh!"

Ye Liuyun, following suit, looked over at Lord Zhao.

"... ..."

Wait, all this time, you didn’t even know my surname?

His expression soured with frustration.

Bad luck—why did it have to be on my shift? If it was a day earlier or later, it wouldn’t be me stuck guiding Ye Liuyun now.

"Governor Ye’s daily business is too much for him, it’s normal he doesn’t know me. I am Zhao Yizheng."

I raided his house once, but never paid attention to what his name or surname was.

In terms of official rank—

As a Ministry of Justice official, Zhao Yizheng was Second Grade, already very high.

His position was at least above Ye Liuyun’s Southern Governor, but that was just in rank—when facing Ye Liuyun, he wouldn’t dare pull rank, instead appearing painfully humble.

"Are you all blind? Can’t you see the Southern Governor of the Embroidered Uniform Guard is here? Hurry up and pay your respects!"

If he can’t bully Ye Liuyun,

he can at least bully these guys running the prison, right?

Especially with those dumbstruck faces—Zhao Yizheng wondered if these people were just watching the show, seeing him act this meek—probably gloating in their hearts.

"Southern Governor?"

Hearing Zhao Yizheng’s words, these folks finally realize Ye Liuyun’s identity.

Only—

Southern Governor?

That title doesn’t sound as fancy as the Ministry, but some of them snapped to attention.

They immediately figured out who Ye Liuyun really was.

"Damn, is this the young Grandmaster Ye Liuyun?"

"No way!"

"No wonder the name sounded so familiar!"

"... ..."

These Celestial Prison guards weren’t like the ones in the Imperial Prison or Purgatory; they actually get out occasionally.

They clock in and out each day, so they’ve heard one thing or another about the gossip in the Imperial City.

They just hadn’t clicked at first, that’s all.

But now, realizing—

they instantly got it.

The Southern Governor before them was the young Grandmaster making waves all over Great Qian. Actually, the young Grandmaster is now a young Grandmaster Supreme.

No wonder!

No wonder, even with a higher rank, Zhao Yizheng acts so humble.

The power of a Grandmaster counts here—never mind being Second Grade, even if you’re First Grade, if you don’t have the strength, you wouldn’t dare throw a tantrum in front of Ye Liuyun!

They just didn’t know his identity before.

Now that they’ve figured it out, they’re all bowing, not daring to slack off for a second.

"Enough."

Ye Liuyun waved his hand.

He had no intention of showing off in front of these prison heads.

He simply gestured for them to disperse.

"After this, I’ll have Lord Zhao show me around."

"Governor Ye, please, this is all my duty!"

His smile was uglier than crying.

He’d hoped he could pass this hot potato on to one of the prison heads, but now Ye Liuyun was so insistent.

Zhao Yizheng wouldn’t dare say any different.

So, with all the resentment in the world, he nodded and kept leading Ye Liuyun forward.

Once they’d walked a bit farther,

the prison heads dared to whisper among themselves.

"Damn, that’s really Ye Liuyun, the young Grandmaster? He looks so young!"

"Of course, how could he be called ’young’ otherwise?"

"Didn’t you see Lord Zhao tailing him like a lackey? If he wasn’t a Grandmaster, would Zhao act like that?"

"True that!"

"Man! He looks way younger than me, yet his cultivation—how did he even train that up?"

"... ..."

The Celestial Prison heads—

all know a bit of martial arts themselves.

Too bad their cultivation isn’t much, just second-class or third-class—no first-class among them.

When you think about someone Ye Liuyun’s age being a Grandmaster Supreme...

The jealousy is thick in the air!

As for envy?