That wretched vixen has disguised herself as my wife!

Jiang Jingming turned his head to confirm this crucial information again, lest it turn out to be just a rumor that spreads falsely.

"Yes, the coachman saw the blood-written words on the ground as soon as he opened the door, which is why the news got out. If only the government knew about it, they would have blocked the news to avoid causing panic."

Wen Fuxiao recalled the records in the dossier about the blood-written words:

"A respectful farewell to you all—the young master's wife of the Crossing Moon Sect."

Presented to you all.

This point wasn't mentioned in the rumors, and adding these four words makes it even more arrogant and provocative than simply leaving a signature.

After slaughtering the entire Listening Waterfall Manor, one of the righteous alliance members, and adding the words "a respectful farewell to you all," it becomes clear who these "you all" refer to.

This is a provocation against the Righteous Alliance.

"That's probably why Vice Envoy Chen is so adamant that the murderer is beyond dispute."

Wen Fuxiao sighed, her tone tinged with helplessness:

"That makes sense. Apart from the Moon Crossing Sect, who else stands against the Righteous Alliance and dares to provoke them like this?"

Jiang Jingming thought for a moment, then couldn't help but ask:

"Were the people of the Duyue Sect always this arrogant and domineering?"

In fact, although he was a participant in the war ten years ago, the war came too quickly and there were no records for him to read, so he didn't know much about the former Duyue Sect.

Judging from the discussions among the servants, which were filled with hatred and fear, the Togetsu Cult was probably a group of murderous monsters who committed all kinds of evil and devoured flesh and blood.

But he now knows, of course, that this is not the case.

"I don't know much about the affairs of the martial world."

Wen Fuxiao shook her head, and after a moment, she sighed softly.

"Actually, my 'Strategy to Stop the War' was not only because I was worried about the people, but also because of an old friend."

"Old friend?"

Jiang Jingming perked up his ears alertly.

"There are rumors that he left the capital and, after a period of wandering, joined the Duyue Sect. I don't know if it's true or not, but I hope he's safe."

As Wen Fuxiao finished speaking, the carriage came to a stop, and the sound of a key unlocking the door could be heard outside; they had arrived at the prison.

He stroked his beard and smiled faintly:

"It's also a bit of my personal motive."

Chapter Seventy-Four: Mingzhao

"Excuse me, distinguished guests, our fireside chat is now over."

The carriage door was pulled open, and Chen Sha stood outside with a sullen face.

Tonight, the bright moon hangs high, illuminating the ground with moonlight as clear as water.

Fang Zhiyi, dressed in white, stepped into the moonlight, her beauty almost mesmerizing.

The guards responsible for escorting her were clearly stunned, their movements a beat too slow, and Chen Sha slapped them hard on the back of the head.

No prospects!

Chen Sha suppressed his anger. He couldn't resist women and deserved to be a nobody for life!

Jiang Jingming followed behind and jumped off the carriage, looking up at the prison in front of him, which was not magnificent but had a ghostly atmosphere.

The carriage traveled faster than expected. Although we had learned the general details of the massacre from Wen Fuxiao, there were still many questions that we hadn't had time to discuss.

I haven't had a chance to ask him about that old friend yet.

Although it can be roughly confirmed that the old friend was Master Han.

Jiang Jingming looked down at the moonlight reflecting on the bamboo and cypress trees, like clear, still water.

"Hurry up! Don't dawdle!"

The guards shouted loudly from behind.

Miss Xie's voice quickly rose an octave higher than his.

"Open your eyes wide and take a good look at who I am!!!"

The guards realized what was happening and quickly buried their heads like ostriches, admitting defeat.

"Miss! Please forgive my rudeness!"

"Humph!"

Xie Yunqi snorted coldly, not bothering to argue with these soldiers, and strode forward.

The guards wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

This young lady was notorious in the capital for her lawlessness, but she had the means to be lawless.

Commander Xie was known for spoiling his precious daughter; he would do anything for her, even the stars and the moon.

Even the emperor was delighted to see her and made an exception to bestow upon her the title of Lady of the County, despite her being a non-royal descendant, with the honorary title "Mingzhao".

This is practically equivalent to giving her a get-out-of-jail-free card.

Even if she had committed some serious crime, she would still have to wait for the emperor to approve the memorial before she could be punished.

If anyone displeases her, even if she draws her sword and kills them, it's not a big deal.

The guards of the capital city looked at the angry figure in red, touched the back of their necks, and immediately felt a sense of relief, as if they had escaped death.

……

The prison's interior was as eerie as its exterior.

The narrow entrance, allowing only one person to pass at a time, blocked out the rare bright moonlight of the night. The guard leading the way held a candlestick in one hand and pulled on a chain with the other.

Xie Yunqi walked first. She still felt that it was her fault that everyone was imprisoned, so she was in a bad mood and looked like an angry little tiger.

Jiang Jingming followed behind her, smelling the heavy musty and rusty smell of the prison, silently memorizing the route in his mind.

Aqing followed silently behind him, probably thinking the same thing as him.

Fang Zhiyi walked at the back, circling her skirt, and raised her hand to touch the stone wall.

"This is a death row cell."

Chen Sha's gloomy voice rang out from behind:

"The city has been rather unsettled lately, and there is limited space in the prison. We will have to ask you to wait here for the interrogation for the time being."

His voice echoed for a long time in the long tunnel. Jiang Jingming lowered his head, and the candlelight cast several dim, overlapping shadows.

This is clearly a lame excuse.

However, because the death row was the most heavily guarded, and Chen Sha knew his young mistress's character well, he directly imprisoned them here.

In this way, no matter what plans they have, it will be difficult to implement them, and they can only be locked up until everything settles down.

"Hey!"

Xie Yunqi punched the wall in frustration, the shackles on his hands clanging.

"Let me tell you, Chen Sha, since you have the guts to lock me up in a death row, you'd better really chop off my head! Otherwise, as long as I get out, you'll be in big trouble!"

"This is merely a routine matter. If the young lady has any complaints, this humble servant will accept them and await the commander's punishment."

Chen Sha snorted coldly and ignored him.

He knew, of course, that this young lady held a grudge and would definitely cause a scene when she returned to the capital. Under normal circumstances, he would let her be.

But what's the situation right now?

The demoness of the Crossing Moon Sect has openly launched a bloody provocation against the righteous alliance!

The war from ten years ago is about to repeat itself. This is no child's play, and it is a dangerous matter that Miss Xie must not be involved in.

Even if it means locking her in jail for ten days, we can't let her come up with those wicked ideas again.

Afterwards, Commander Xie blamed him, and he simply carried a bundle of thorns on his back to apologize and accept the punishment.

Chen Sha has been a heart of stone since he entered the business; once he makes a decision, he will never change his mind.

It was precisely because of this that he was able to rise step by step from a lowly soldier to the position of deputy envoy.

This is his principle of doing things, and it cannot be changed by a naive young lady making a fuss.

"When I get out, the first thing I'll do is dismiss you from your post and sentence you to guard the prison gates for life!"

Xie Yunqi, who was walking in front, gritted his teeth in anger and swung the chain in his hand with great force, whipping the Divine Capital Guard leading the way until he covered his buttocks and begged for mercy.

Jiang Jingming listened quietly to the young lady's temper tantrum, secretly amused.

After navigating a winding, labyrinthine tunnel, we finally arrived inside the death row.

Thick stone walls separated each cell, and thick iron bars, as thick as a wrist, were wrapped with dense chains.

This can no longer be explained by an ordinary death row cell; those imprisoned here are probably all prisoners with some martial arts skills.

The cell floor was covered with hay like a stable. Most of the prisoners were injured and dared not get up when a new person came in. They just huddled in the corner and glanced at him with a sinister look.

Once you step into the actual prison, you'll find the air in the tunnel isn't so bad.

"Go in."

Chen Sha stopped and pulled open a cell door.

Fang Zhiyi hummed in agreement and walked inside, pausing briefly to look around as if admiring some elegant garden.

The cells for the several people were arranged in a row, taking up the remaining empty rooms perfectly, as if they were tailor-made for them.

Jiang Jingming stepped on the messy dry grass on the ground and realized why Fang Zhiyi had reacted that way.

The cellar was extremely damp; the hay was so wet that stepping on it felt like stepping into water, which made one feel uneasy.

The handcuffs were still on his hands. Chen Sha stood outside the door, silently staring at him.

"What instructions does Vice Envoy Chen have?"

Jiang Jingming sat down in the corner and gave him a casual smile.

"Stay here obediently, and you'll be released within ten days. If you don't behave, you'll face the consequences."

Chen Sha looked at him coldly, as if he were reprimanding a disobedient junior.

Jiang Jingming raised the shackles on his hands and gave him an eyebrow, as if to say, "Even though I'm like this, you still don't trust me?"

Before Chen Sha could speak, a loud clanging sound of metal clashing came from the next cell.

"Chen Sha, you're not allowed to make things difficult for him! If you have any problems, come at me!"

Chapter Seventy-Five: Prison Break

Chen Sha ignored the protests from the cell next door and kept looking at Jiang Jingming.

"No matter your background or your purpose, give up now and stop trying to be my enemy."

"Your Excellency is the Deputy Envoy of the Divine Capital Guard. Who would dare to oppose you?"

Jiang Jingming leaned against the stone wall and smiled slightly.

"Better so."

Chen Sha nodded indifferently, then turned away with a flick of his sleeve.

"Hey! Chen Sha!"

Xie Yunqi shouted loudly.

Chen Sha closed his eyes and sighed, then finally turned around and walked to the cell door.

"Does the young lady have any further instructions? Let me make it clear first, this subordinate will not let you out; this matter is off the table."

"Nobody will beg you to let us out."

Xie Yunqi curled his lip, gripped the iron bars tightly with both hands, and tried to stick his head out to look.

Chen Sha remained silent for a long time, but still couldn't help but remind him: