"Uh... my lord, I dare not disobey your instructions, but..."
Jiang Feng felt sothing was off again.
If you really want to look at so data content, you can easily send soone in, why co to him? The more they act like this, the more he feels there’s sothing fishy.
"Don’t worry, if Lord Director of the Prison blas us, I’ll take the bla for you. If you’re still worried, then co in with . You can be a witness."
Li Zhang said with a smile.
"I’ll comply with your arrangents, sir."
Jiang Feng couldn’t refuse.
He then arrived at Han Dong’s courtyard entrance with Li Zhang.
Jiang Feng pushed the door open.
When the door swung open, several faint spider threads snapped instantly.
On the carpet behind the door.
There was a layer of dust.
A flicker of amusent passed through Jiang Feng’s eyes; Han Dong was ticulous in her work, as if she anticipated that after she left, Li Zhang would co to inspect her courtyard, and had thus made the necessary preparations.
"Sir, please!"
Jiang Feng invited Li Zhang inside first.
"Alright."
Li Zhang didn’t overthink, his special soul power radiating out once again, trying to find unusual places.
"Snap!"
As he stepped off the carpet and onto the wooden floor in front.
The floor collapsed.
His right foot stepped onto a contraption resembling an animal trap beneath the floorboards.
"Hmm?"
Li Zhang did not scream, watching blood gush from his ankle.
"Hoo!"
When he lifted his gaze.
A beam that appeared to support the roof, like a monk striking a bell, plumted down with lightning speed, smashing directly into Li Zhang’s chest.
Li Zhang attempted to dodge.
But found the trap embedded in the ground, firmly clamping onto his ankle.
Making it impossible for him to escape.
He then struck his palm with full force against the wood.
"Bang!"
Li Zhang flew out from the room in front of Jiang Feng, his boot still caught by the trap. He landed in the courtyard, his right foot bloody, and his right hand sowhat twisted.
"This... my lord?"
Jiang Feng exclaid.
He looked back.
That chanism on the beam made him admire Han Dong even more.
Despite it being just a wooden beam falling from above, in Han Dong’s trap, the force was akin to a punch from a Refining Essence expert.
While Li Zhang was an Upper Third-Grade Martial Artist, he only had Third Grade Refining God Realm Cultivation, primarily focusing on earning Beast Taming Technique, and practicing soul power cultivation techniques. In the eyes of true Upper Third-Grade Martial Artists, he was vulnerable.
He suffered greatly from Han Dong’s trap.
"Damn, why is there a chanism trap inside? Was it intentional? Tell ."
Li Zhang growled as he grabbed Jiang Feng by the collar.
"Calm down, sir. Lord Director of the Prison is incredibly unpredictable, I didn’t know there would be a chanism trap in her room."
Jiang Feng looked bewildered.
"You’re her brother, how could you not know? Is this a trap set by you siblings?"
Li Zhang interrogated.
He imdiately turned hostile.
"Um... my lord, I don’t know what you’re talking about?"
Jiang Feng shook his head eagerly, but from Li Zhang’s words, he learned Han Dong had anticipated this. Could it be she foreseen the Grand Commander and Vice Commander’s positions would fall into the hands of the Seventh Prince’s n, and knew the Seventh Prince arranged for soone to enter Zhenbei Prison targeting him?
"You... hmph!"
Li Zhang couldn’t do anything about Jiang Feng.
Ultimately, he stood up with difficulty and hobbled away.
After he left, Jiang Feng stood at the door, looked inside carefully, found many chanisms and traps, but they were all recently set up. He had seen Han Dong’s thods on White Tiger Mountain before.
Didn’t expect her to use them in Zhenbei Prison.
"Sister Dong, could your sudden departure from Dragon Capital have to do with the Seventh Prince, and also relate to ?"
Jiang Feng wondered internally.
He closed the door.
Returned to the workshop to ponder deeply.
When the shift ended.
Jiang Feng and Li Zhang left Zhenbei Prison one after another.
Li Zhang had his right leg and hand bandaged by the prison doctor, leaving in a sedan chair.
In the night.
Jiang Feng followed behind Li Zhang.
He watched Li Zhang’s sedan stop at Sun and Moon Building, entering a secret yet luxurious room.
Jiang Feng followed inside.
He disguised himself.
And rented a room next door, accompanied by two beauties, drinking and reveling.
"Han Dong indeed prepared herself, even setting traps in her room, colluding with Jiang Feng, nearly crippling my leg!"
Inside the room, Li Zhang said furiously to a young man.
"The master sent you to Zhenbei Prison to investigate suspicious persons, not to break into Han Dong’s courtyard. Now, who doesn’t know that Yun Gui Sect’s Immortal Master is still in Dragon Capital and hasn’t returned, to capture Demon Sect disciples. If Han Dong colludes with the Demon Sect, how could she let you easily into her room?"
The young man said disdainfully.
"I thought that since she’s always in Zhenbei Prison, if she truly colludes with the Demon Sect, perhaps there could be clues in the room."
Li Zhang explained.
"You’ve got the direction mixed up. This ti Xiao Ran nearly didn’t wake up, it was Demon Sect disciples ddling behind the scenes. Given Han Dong and Xiao Ran’s relationship, there’s no way Han Dong would let the Demon Sect act like that. Therefore, Han Dong doesn’t know any Demon Sect disciples, and even the ones hiding in Zhenbei Prison might be targeting Xiao Ran, since Xiao Ran often visited Han Dong."
The young man stated.
"But these past few days, I’ve secretly used soul power during patrols, examining everyone. There’s no sense of Demon Sect’s technique aura, even Jiang Feng who watched Loulan Slash at the academy has no abnormal aura, so maybe we were wrong from the start."
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