Once he had gotten to the bottom of it, green Qi and black Qi churned across Kuang Zhaohui's face. He took three deep breaths, then smiled. "Well, well. They're all a bunch of petty men. Fine. If they won't bite, we'll just gnaw on this hard bone ourselves. I refuse to believe that without Butcher Zhang, we can't eat a pig with its bristles still on."
After speaking through clenched teeth, he took out the Ruyi Pearl and activated its restriction. Before long, the connection went through, and he said in a low voice, "Song Wu, give Old Man Yuwen the Withered Soul Whip. Two hundred lashes—no, three hundred."
"Three hundred lashes? Sir, wouldn't that... Uh, sir, could you repeat that? Who are we giving the Withered Soul Whip to?" Song Wu asked in alarm.
"Are you deaf? You fool! Which Old Man Yuwen in the Divine Prison do you think? Prisoner Number Thirty-Seven, Yuwen Tai."
Kuang Zhaohui roared furiously.
Song Wu was utterly shocked. His voice trembled as he said, "Sir, Number Thirty-Seven, Yuwen Tai, has already been acquitted and released."
"Ah!" Commissioner Kuang let out a shocked cry. Jiang Xinghan, Wu Yaotian, and Xie Jianghai were all stunned.
Yuwen Tai was a crucial bait they had prepared to use to put Xu Yi through the wringer. If they lost that bait, there would be no way to proceed with their plans.
"What the hell happened? Who did it? Without my orders, who would dare release him?"
The sonic boom of Commissioner Kuang's voice nearly shattered the Ruyi Pearl.
Song Wu's voice grew even more meek. "It was Judge Si's order. We didn't dare disobey."
The moment he heard the words "Judge Si," Kuang Zhaohui slapped the Ruyi Pearl to pieces. Without him needing to say a word, Jiang