In the prison passage, Ren Ye pondered briefly, then left with his broom without answering death row inmate No. 79 or lingering any longer.
"Ah, whether he'll do it or not, he won't say a damn word. The locals have no manners...!" No. 79 sighed, tossed his unruly hair, and lay back down, airing his dick and staring at the sky without moving.
Ren Ye left the area, continuing his dirty work while turning things over in his mind.
Damn it, something's off about No. 79's attitude! I only exchanged a few words with him, and he already offered to talk? And from what he said, he seemed to know exactly why I came.
Then how did he know I wanted to ask him about Delusion Village?
A wild guess?
Holy shit, could he really be that amazing?
Could he be a special remnant soul manifested by the Heavenly Dao at this stage, specifically waiting to give me tasks and clues, with an easy trigger condition?
Or does he have such a lofty perspective and know so much about Delusion Village that he knows who I am and can roughly guess why I came?
Mm, those are the only two reasonable explanations for now.
Ren Ye swept the floor while considering his next move.
In the end, he decided to take a chance and prepare a lavish Execution Meal for the man. It would not be particularly difficult, and he had already thought of an explanation if anything went wrong. He would never let himself fall into a life-or-death predicament.
Ren Ye spent the entire morning working, covering such a wide area that many colleagues saw his industrious figure in different places.
Only when the midday break approached did he find a moment when no one was watching and