After settling everything with Prince Yu, Lin Bai and Prince Chen turned and left the Prison Administration Office.
"Wolf Marquis, although you hold the title of Wolf Marquis of Chu, you are also the Sword-Bearer Envoy of the Zhao Xing Office." On the way back, Zhu Mo said to Lin Bai, "Since you are the Sword-Bearer Envoy of the Zhao Xing Office, and you have never inspected Purgatory before, would you like to inspect all nine levels of Purgatory while you are here?"
Lin Bai held the title of Wolf Marquis in Chu, but it was merely an honorary position without any authority.
However, his other identity—the Sword-Bearer Envoy of the Zhao Xing Office—was no empty title. It granted him real authority.
Inspecting Purgatory also fell within the duties of the Commander of the Zhao Xing Office.
Lin Bai knew that Zhu Mo meant well and wanted him to familiarize himself with Purgatory.
Lin Bai was also particularly interested in Purgatory. He was just about to answer when he suddenly covered his mouth and began coughing. When he spread his palm, it was covered in blood.
Prince Chen's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly supported Lin Bai. "Brother Lin, are you all right?"
Lin Bai waved his hand. "I'm fine."
The price they had paid caused even Zhang Bailiu immense heartache.
"All right. I understand." Zhang Bailiu shut his eyes in grief and anguish, then tilted his head back and drew a deep breath. "Everyone, go down and rest and heal your wounds."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Mo hurriedly fell silent.
"Send Wolf Marquis back to rest."
"Ancestor, am I right?"
Zhang Bailiu and Ancestor Pan Qing anxiously questioned the returning disciples of the Tianshui Sect.
After all... these disciples were all pillars whom the Tianshui Sect had painstakingly nurtured for