The next morning, the atmosphere at Heavenly Prison was so strange and suffocating.
The third round of "Demon Suppression" assessment originally scheduled to be held today became a joke that no one dared to mention after the incident that shook the entire Heavenly Prison foundation last night.
Training Ground has two heads hanging on the flagpole.
The one high up, with gray hair, is the predecessor Chief Prison Warden Helian Cheng. The one below, with a distorted face, is the predecessor Block C, Room Shen prison Overseer Li Yan.
The two human heads swayed slightly in the morning breeze, and their empty eye sockets looked down at the usually arrogant warden people below.
Fang Mo sits on the Purple Gold Chair in the center of Training Ground.
This position originally belonged to Helian Cheng, and it was also the place where Python Robe Eunuch sat yesterday. But at this moment, Fang Mo is sitting there with a golden sword, playing with the Black Iron Token that represents Chief Prison Warden Authority. No one dares to say no.
Iron Bull stood on the left carrying a giant hammer, and Mo Qianshan stood on the right holding Ghost Head Saber. The bloody aura of the two of them had not dissipated, causing a vacuum zone within ten feet.
"What? No one said anything?"
Fang Mo's eyes swept across the audience. Block B prison's Fire Judge looked down at his toes, as if there were flowers embroidered on his official boots; Block G prison's warden shrank behind the crowd, even breathing lightly.
The scene of Fang Mo coming out of the underground last night has been deeply burned into the minds of this group of people.
That's not a human, that's a Fierce Beast wearing Human Skin.
"Since everyone has no objections, I will announce a few new rules." Fang Mo slapped Black Iron Token on the table, making a crisp metal collision sound.
"First, from today on, the interrogation, punishment, and execution of all prisoners in Tianya must go through my hands."
As soon as this statement came out, there was a commotion in the audience.
This is not only a seizure of power, but also the destruction of people's wealth. Most of Heavenly Prison's money lies in this. Prisoners must pay if they want to suffer less, die faster, or even send a message. If Fang Mo takes away all this, it will destroy everyone's jobs.
"Fang...Lord Fang." Fire Judge stood up bravely, "Aren't these rules too overbearing? Each room has its own rules. Although you have made great contributions, Imperial Court's appointment has not yet come..."
"Are you teaching me how to do something?"
Fang Mo's body leaned forward slightly, and the pupil of his left eye instantly turned black.
Boom!
A terrifying coercion originating from the soul level descended on Fire Judge. It was not suppression from the martial arts realm, but came from [Prison Suppressor]'s natural restraint on "prisoners". In the eyes of Fang Mo, this was not a colleague, but a prisoner waiting to be slaughtered.
Fire Judge Knees softened, Organ Refining Realm Perfection's cultivation was not working properly, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back. He felt like a rabbit being stared at by a tiger. As long as he said one wrong word, his head would move immediately.
"No... I don't dare." Fire Judge squeezed out two words from his throat with difficulty, lowered his head and retreated into the crowd.
Kill the chicken to scare the monkey.
Even Fire Judge, the most senior person, has been subdued. How dare the rest dare to attack.
"Second." Fang Mo withdrew his pressure and continued, "Helian Cheng did the underground Blood Pool in the past. I don't want to see the second one. If anyone dares to do such evil things on my territory..."
He pointed to the head on the flagpole swinging in the wind.
"That's the role model."
Everyone in the audience shuddered.
"Third." Fang Mo stood up, his eyes became dark, "Send all information about Fang Dashan, which is my father's Case File back then, to Block C, Room Shen prison. If there is one less piece of paper, I will tear apart whose bones."
If the first two are for establishing prestige and amassing wealth, then this one is the real purpose of Fang Mo.
When he was searching Helian Cheng's relics last night, he found some fragments about Divine Capital Chaos eighteen years ago. Helian Cheng seemed to have been a participant in that incident, or in other words, a beneficiary.
"Let's break up."
Fang Mo waved his hand, as if he was chasing away a swarm of flies.
It wasn't until his figure disappeared from the entrance of Block C, Room Shen prison that the solid air on Training Ground began to flow again.
"The weather has changed." Fire Judge wiped the cold sweat from his head and looked at the direction Fang Mo was leaving, his eyes full of awe, "Divine Capital, this pool of water is probably going to be turned upside down by this dragon crossing the river."
Back to Duty Room of Block C, Room Shen prison, Old Yan has already brewed a pot of good Biluochun.
"Master, now we are completely stable." Old Yan smiled broadly on his wrinkled face, "Young Master Qian sent a message just now, saying it was Palace's Imperial Decree is already on the way. Although the official appointment of Chief Prison Warden has not been announced yet, the title of 'acting in charge of Heavenly Prison' cannot go away."
"It's just a false name." Fang Mo picked up the tea cup and took a sip, "Where is that Li Fuguo bitch?"
"You mean Eunuch Liu?" Old Yan pointed to the door, "Waiting outside. This old eunuch is also a master of looking at people's dishes. Yesterday, he looked like his nostrils were in the sky. This morning, he was holding two boxes of snacks at the door to make a smile."
"Let him in."
A moment later, Eunuch Liu walked in with his waist hunched over. The expression on his face was extremely wonderful, with both the flattery and the kind of flattery that was deliberately trying to please, but also a hint of inner fear.
"Lord Fang, Captain Fang... Oh no, it's time to call Director Fang soon." Eunuch Liu said with a smile on his face, "Our family is here to congratulate you."
"There is no need to congratulate you." Fang Mo did not let him sit down. "I have already sent the copy of Ledger to the palace. Of course, not to the emperor, but to a few adults who are 'concerned' about this matter."
Eunuch Liu's eyelids twitched wildly. This move was not only ruthless, it was absolutely perfect. Now Ledger is a hot potato, whoever takes it will die, but Fang Mo turned it into Protective Talisman.
"Lord Fang is so smart, we admire him." Eunuch Liu laughed twice, then lowered his voice, "However, this time we came with a word from our godfather."
The godfather is naturally that Grand Eunuch Li Fuguo.
"Say."
"The godfather said that Ledger's matter can be forgotten. Even in Helian Cheng's position, he can help you sit still." Eunuch Liu said carefully while observing Fang Mo's face, "As long as Lord Fang helps the godfather do one thing."
"What's the matter?"
"The tombs of Mass Grave and Old Master Fang outside the city have not been very peaceful recently." Eunuch Liu's voice was as thin as a gossamer. "My godfather would like to invite Lord Fang to move a grave for Master Old Woman."
Snap.
Fang Mo The tea cup in his hand was crushed to pieces.
He slowly raised his head, there was no smile in his eyes, only a heart-stopping coldness.
"Moving the tomb?" Fang Mo stood up, walked to Eunuch Liu, and looked down at the trembling eunuch, "What, why is my dad lying down so weak that he needs to stab him once if he is not enough?"