"As a Jailer, you should be bound by the rules established by Jailers since ancient times. If you willingly come back with me, then considering your young age, extraordinary talent, and the many contributions you have made to us Jailers according to your identity records, I will personally plead for your pardon. Your punishment will certainly be reduced by more than fifty percent."
"But if you resist, then I, Lamieu, will personally suppress you and take you back by force. You will bear the full punishment without objection."
As he spoke the final sentence, the most primitive bestial nature within Lamieu surfaced. An aura of savagery spread outward from his body. Zhang Chen's perception of flesh and blood within a radius of ten miles told him that every living creature in the area was fleeing in terror.
Moreover, this bestial intent made the blood within Zhang Chen begin to boil uncontrollably. Its transmission could not be resisted.
"Senior Lamieu, time is quite urgent for both of us right now. If you can refrain from imprisoning me, I can consider going back with you," Zhang Chen proposed.
"Time is not for me to decide. Based on the facts you just described, two years is already very little. I will ask you one last time: will you willingly follow me back to receive punishment?"
"I cannot wait two years. Besides, the prison beneath Spirit City cannot sense Daoist Mind. For me, it would be a complete waste of time."
Zhang Chen had only just made a breakthrough and needed to use this state to consolidate his spirit body. If he were trapped on the eighteenth floor of the Underworld, where Daoist Mind could not be sensed, it would be greatly detrimental to him.
"Then I can only escort you back by force.