Eight Kirin Patterns Embroidered at His Waist, Tied for Second Among All the Embroidered Uniform Guard!

He stepped out of the cell.

Jia Huan continued the executions.

With his lofty position and immense authority, there was no need for him to do the killing himself and splatter blood all over his body.

But doing it himself brought more than a harvest of sin value. It also brought the exhilaration of slaughtering evildoers!

Every time his blade fell, pride swelled within him at having rid the common people of yet another scourge!

"Confucian Immortal?"

In the neighboring cell, Jia Huan fixed his gaze on Old Man Nanlu.

Old Man Nanlu shook like chaff in a sieve and choked out:

"Lord Jia, I am a direct descendant of Duke Yansheng. If you leave an opening in your net, I will use my connections among the scholars to sing your praises. If you insist on killing me, you will offend the great Confucian scholars throughout the land."

Jia Huan drew a silk scroll from his sleeve and sneered:

"The moment I returned to my government office, I found a letter of apology from the Kong Family, expressing their shame at having produced such a degenerate!"

"Do I need a fiend steeped in evil to spread my fame? From now on, great Confucian scholars will fight and scramble to argue the classics on my behalf!"

With that, he brought his blade down hard!

Old Man Nanlu was severed in two, a sight too gruesome to behold.

Jia Huan turned and left. Within half an hour, he had executed the remaining vicious fiends.

As he entered the corridor, portraits of the vicious fiends flashed across the panel in his mind, vanishing like flowers glimpsed from a galloping horse.

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