Another major event had occurred: Yi Feng Chen had broken out of prison!
This was the first time a traitor had appeared within the Enforcement Hall, and it was only with that traitor's help that Yi Feng Chen had managed to escape.
The incident led to a thorough purge of the entire Enforcement Hall.
Of course, the Enforcement Hall was not the only secret organization to face this situation. Traitors had also emerged within Shadow Pavilion, the Ghost Market, the City That Never Sleeps, and other factions.
These traitors all had some connection to demonic cultivators, to varying degrees.
When Xia Jue heard the news, he did not react as fiercely as the others. In fact, his calm was almost unnatural.
"The demonic cultivators certainly planted their moles deep. Who would have thought the traitor would be a brother who'd spent more than two hundred years at our side! Was being a Dao cultivator not good enough? Did the Enforcement Hall mistreat him? What could possibly make him cast aside two hundred years of loyalty and honor?"
"Two hundred years! Not two, not twenty, but two hundred!"
Someone sneered. "Well, of course. Without spending enough time in the Enforcement Hall, he wouldn't have qualified to obtain a prison key!"
After all, who could have imagined that a perfectly respectable fellow Daoist would turn traitor just like that?
The members of the Enforcement Hall spent year after year carrying out missions together and had long since forged deep bonds. For ordinary cultivators, such betrayal was ultimately unbearable.
About an hour passed before Xia Jue tapped a jade slip against his desk. "That's enough."
His words instantly silenced the Enforcement Hall Main Office.
The disciples were startled to discover that there was not a trace of unnecessary emotion in Xia Jue's eyes.