The chaos in the underground prison soon subsided. After all, Brother Shui and the others had already withdrawn. A group of vicious criminals wearing restraint devices could not cause much trouble even after being released from their cells.
In the director's office on the third floor, Eileen and several senior lunatic asylum officials on duty stood in a row, all feeling dejected. Since the asylum had been established, vicious criminals had escaped before, but that had been prison breaks. No one had ever robbed the asylum of a prisoner.
"Director, we..."
Eileen had just begun speaking when she noticed Su Xiao, who was reading documents behind the desk, pause. Her words died in her throat, and the several nearby senior officials did not even dare breathe loudly.
"Hate was rescued from the third underground-floor dungeon. That's good news. From now on, the underground prison's maintenance costs can be reduced by at least twenty percent every month."
After speaking, Su Xiao tossed the stack of documents onto the desk. Hearing this, the senior officials of the asylum, including Eileen, all lowered their heads.
"I'll handle this matter. If the Council bothers you, tell them directly to get lost."
"Ah? Director, wouldn't that... be inappropriate?"
Eileen's expression was complicated. She looked a little guilty, yet inexplicably excited.
"What's inappropriate about it? Disappear from my sight within ten seconds."
Hearing this, Eileen and the others hesitated to speak, but eventually left with dejected faces. Their anger toward the Dark God Cult had already reached its limit.
Su Xiao picked up the telephone on the desk and considered his words before calling Mayor Perkin. The moment the call connected, the other side said, "No money."
"..."
Su Xiao found the words oddly familiar. He said, "It's not about money."
Hearing this, Mayor Perkin, who