Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses-Chapter 613 - 241: Night Visit to the Great Tang Prison! Where is he going?_3

"Let Yuchi enjoy himself for a while first. Once he's sick of it, you can go over directly. But since this involves so many mining veins, we must be more cautious than ever." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Find some people to provoke him, then let Yuchi take the blame steadily. That way, when I go to him again, he'll be like a dog to me."

Mysterious Man: "Alright."

"But when exactly?"

The Prison Director, speechless: "Can't you judge for yourself? Do you need me to help you with everything?"

The Mysterious Man, arrogantly: "I'm just a sword. Have you ever seen a sword that thinks?"

He then coldly added: "Or do you, revered Prison Director, prefer a sword with its own ideas? Aren't you afraid I'll turn against you?"

The Prison Director squinted his eyes, his mouth opening wide like a big toad, jaw parting as he poured the drink down his throat.

"Alright, alright, we've been in this relationship for years. Even a stone would bloom by now. Let's not fight among ourselves."

"If we can secure this mining vein, we'll instantly gain massive wealth."

"And with that merchant guild dog under our control, the Great Tang Prison will be more comfortable than ever!"

He paused.

"Let him indulge for three months. On December twelfth, exactly at that time, arrange for Han Ming to die in Yuchi's arms."

"Done."

The Mysterious Man agreed and then vanished from the room, returning to make tea for himself.

The tea leaves bitten off by a woman's teeth were quite fresh, just hoping that during preparation, there won't be any leek flowers, or it would be quite embarrassing.

...

"Hey, when will these tough days come to an end? It's really vexing. They can go and enjoy themselves in Xufu Town, but we're not allowed, and it will take at least two and a half years for the Great Tang Prison to be fully constructed. These two and a half years without any meat or fish, it's better to just let me die."

"Alright, alright, just talk about it a little. Otherwise, when the Prison Director of the Great Tang Prison came here before, you didn't speak up, and now that he's gone you bring it up, isn't that just hindsight?"

"You call this hindsight? The point is, you also have these thoughts. But you're worse than me; you have these thoughts, but you don't dare to speak them out loud. See how cowardly you are."

"Yes, I'm cowardly, and you're brave. Go bump your head against the wall then."

"Damn it! Doesn't it hurt?"

"Doesn't hurt at all. I've done it before, and after I did, I had fewer thoughts."

"Damn, is it broken?!"

"Hehe, I'm enlightened."

In the area where the Great Tang Prison is located, it was already deep into the night, and the entrance to the Great Tang Prison was just a small cave. It was just big enough for three people to walk side by side. It was, exaggeratedly speaking, not even as good as some hibernating bear caves.

From a distance, Yuchi looked over towards this place. He wore a standard night outfit, resembling an assassin, holding an Immortal Sword while standing there looking a little hesitant.

The Great Tang Prison was invisible from the outside. Only upon entering could one learn of its internal structure. However, once inside, there was no silent way out, as if you entered a trap.

But since he came, it wouldn't be good not to take a look.

"Let's take a look. If I can't handle it, I'll just hide, reenact a spell, and go back to the Ascension Gate. Then I can return to Xufu Town from there. It might waste some money, but at least I won't be discovered."

Saying this.

Yuchi had already arrived at the cave entrance. The two guards there were talking to each other sporadically, their faces rosy from drinking illuminated by the fire pit.

"The Great Tang Prison is truly arrogant, thinking other forces wouldn't dare to act. But unfortunately, the Prison Director made one mistake, and that's underestimating me, old honest Yuchi."

A gust of wind leisurely blew past the two guards as Yuchi, dressed in stealth form, entered the interior of the Great Tang Prison.

It was a tunnel cave. As he walked inside, it suddenly opened up, somewhat resembling a brickyard with various craftsmen sleeping on the ground, alongside a variety of tools and equipment.

The construction progress of the Great Tang Prison was roughly around twenty percent, with much left unexcavated. For Yuchi, this was sufficient.

He had already found a straight-down tunnel.

The tunnel was like a drainage well on the road. As he followed it down, he felt a breeze. Yuchi's rugged body tensed, clinging to the edge of the well like a gecko, while a man from the Great Tang Prison brushed past him. The other went up; he went down.