"Miss Banxia, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you." The clone shrugged. "According to the information I received, the Cloud Knights and the Ten-Lords Commission carried out a joint crackdown in Cloudford at noon today. Your lover, Liang Mu, most likely isn't in Cloudford anymore."
"Liang Mu isn't in Cloudford..." Banxia murmured helplessly. "No, no... if he's been caught, they'll lock him up in the Prison of Deep Seclusion!"
The Prison of Deep Seclusion was under the jurisdiction of the Ten-Lords Commission.
Of all the departments on the Xianzhou Luofu, the Ten-Lords Commission was the most mysterious. Even many Xianzhou natives couldn't say where its headquarters were or how many members it had.
The Ten-Lords Commission governed life and death.
But how many people in this world were willing to die?
Without a doubt, the Ten-Lords Commission needed formidable military might to hold authority over the life and death of everyone on the Xianzhou!
Unlike the Cloud Knights, who emphasized coordination, the Ten-Lords Commission placed greater importance on individual combat strength.
Every judge and Nether Envoy of the Ten-Lords Commission possessed considerable strength.
There were even rumors that many members of the Ten-Lords Commission weren't living people at all, but puppets like the aurumaton automatons.
Xianzhou natives knew far too little about the Ten-Lords Commission. Unlike other departments, its offices didn't sit beside bustling streets. Many people went their entire lives without encountering a Nether Envoy until their allotted time was almost up.
Naturally, they knew even less about the Prison of Deep Seclusion under its jurisdiction.
In fact, if you stopped a born-and-bred Xianzhou native on the street and asked where the Prison of Deep Seclusion was, you could get all sorts of answers.
Some said the Prison of Deep Seclusion was at the bottom of the Xianzhou Luofu,