After growing suspicious of the true identities of those two corpses, Sun Shaozong had originally intended to bring Yang Hancai over to identify them.
But on second thought, although Yang Hancai had put on a passionate, righteous front before him yesterday, he might not truly be able to face death without fear.
Especially after Wu Shuigen and his wife had tortured him for an entire day and night.
If he suffered a complete emotional collapse and blurted something out, would that not be needlessly inviting trouble?
Of course, Sun Shaozong could have ordered a Secret Chamber prepared and forbidden anyone from approaching while Yang Hancai identified the bodies.
But...
Rather than go to all that trouble, it would be better to bring the corpses directly to the prison—moving corpses was far more reliable than escorting living people.
Having made up his mind, Sun Shaozong immediately gave the order for the two corpses to be carried on door panels to the Heavenly Prison.
There was no conversation along the way.
As they neared the Heavenly Prison, they heard Dali Temple's "highest-ranking official" letting out long cries in the courtyard. Its drumbeat-like footsteps thudded on without pause.
Come to think of it...
This Pacification Commissioner had also been a major contributor to Dali Temple's financial crisis. In the dead of winter, furnishing it with a warm and comfortable living environment had cost no small sum.
By a rough calculation, half a month of its expenses could probably equal Sun Shaozong's annual salary!
Tsk~
Now that was what you called elephant-level treatment!
After silently grumbling a few times about people being worse off than elephants, the minor official leading the way had already knocked open the prison gate.
As usual, the one who came out to receive them was Wang Biao, the ninth-rank