At that moment, Tang Yu understood what the Collector had truly meant by "don't expect him to help with anything during this unusual time"—
As long as this fellow didn't make things worse, they could already thank the law, or God.
[Maintain prison security] was his underlying code, and the rules took priority over everything else.
Even if the fire on neighboring Wind Sand Islet was licking at his backside, it still mattered far less to him than the prison's sentence-reduction hearings.
Night Wind thought for a moment, then decided to invoke a bigger name.
"We're working for Lord Starlight and the Collector!"
That was his underlying code as an agent of Dragon Gold City.
Generally, whenever he mentioned those powerful lords during a mission, people would make things easier for him.
"Understood. Stella Starlight, lord of Dragon Gold City, and the Collector will also be added to the list of suspects."
"Huh?"
Night Wind realized that his usual approach didn't seem to be working.
"Fuck this. Who the hell designed such a stubborn lump of rock?" He had genuinely never met anyone so inflexible.
As far as he was concerned, people who obeyed the law simply didn't exist in this world—
The laws of the Drow clans existed to be betrayed.
The laws of Dragon Gold City existed to let the rich offer bribes.
The laws of the Tyron Empire existed to give nobles a back door.
Laws were made by people, so naturally they ought to serve people and give way to them.
Yet this Warden was telling him through his actions that no one stood above the law?
Was this some kind of joke?
"Please put down your weapons. I will place all of you under arrest in accordance with the law," the Warden said routinely.
Tang