The group passed through the dark corridor and arrived outside Jiang Ping An's cell.
The Hall of Punishment disciple who had accused Jiang Ping An of secretly eating a Kirin Fruit pointed at the cell and said to Lord Quan:
"Lord Quan, it was this cell. There was the scent of a Kirin Fruit inside..."
At that point, the Hall of Punishment disciple suddenly paused.
He sharply sniffed the air, yet he could not smell any fragrance at all—only the rotten stench of decay in the darkness!
A flicker of panic and confusion crossed his eyes.
He had clearly dripped Kirin Fruit juice inside. How could there be no scent?
He swiftly scanned the interior of the cell, searching for the half of the fruit shell he had thrown inside.
Then something shocking happened.
The fruit shell... was gone!!
The room was so small, yet he could not find any trace of it no matter how hard he looked.
"Impossible! I clearly... personally... saw him eat the Kirin Fruit and crush the shell, leaving behind scraps! Why is everything gone now?!"
When Wei Liangbo heard this, the smile on his face instantly froze. "Did you remember the wrong cell?!"
"N-No, I didn't remember wrong. It was this room. This one was the smallest." The Hall of Punishment disciple's eyes were filled with bewilderment and incomprehension.
He even began to wonder whether he truly had remembered the wrong room.
The anger on Jiang Ping An's face had vanished at some point, replaced by calmness. He stared directly at the Hall of Punishment disciple who had framed him.
"As a disciple of the Hall of Punishment, you should know the consequences of giving false testimony."
Before leaving the cell, he had sensed this Hall of Punishment disciple's hostility and left behind a