Seeing that Zhang Qicheng had already signed and affixed his fingerprint.
Tang Yu was extremely satisfied and instinctively reached out to pat the old man's shoulder in encouragement.
But just as his hand was about to land on the old man, he remembered the old man's particular hobbies and quickly stopped, pulling his hand back. "I just used the toilet and didn't wash my hands. They're dirty... You did well today. You can go now. If I need you again, I'll send someone to find you."
"Thank you for your favor, sir."
The old man left the Western Affairs Office in tears of gratitude.
After seeing off that heavyweight old man, Tang Yu returned to the cell and smiled at Zhang Qicheng. "You've signed and given your fingerprint. According to the laws of our dynasty, you're to be executed by a thousand cuts and made into a sky lantern."
"Even the thousand-household commander of your Central Rear Office wouldn't dare touch me. Go ahead and try it. Once I get out, I'll fuck every woman in your family to death right in front of you. I won't spare a single one from your master's sect or your clan."
Zhang Qicheng cursed through gritted teeth. He would absolutely repay today's humiliation!
Tang Yu chuckled. The flying sword Flowing Fire appeared beside him, transforming into a flash of flame and shooting away.
In an instant, Zhang Qicheng's root of all troubles fell to the ground.
Yet Zhang Qicheng was not freed from his troubles. Instead, he became even more troubled because of it.
Intense pain surged from his wound.
Tang Yu did not forget to casually send a clump of Snow Dao into the wound.
Once the Snow Dao completely fused with the wound, it meant that no matter how miraculous the