Han Baiyi had been about to flick his sleeve and leave when he suddenly heard this news. He could not help turning back to look at Feng Liang again.
He also knew Chihan. He was the deputy warden of a first-level prison in Asura Prison, a rather important Netherworld ghost being. He had not expected Chihan to come over because of this matter as well.
"He arrived about four hours ago. He may have missed you, sir. Should we go out and look for him, then tell him, so he does not keep searching uselessly inside?"
Feng Liang replied.
Han Baiyi thought it over. When he had come out later, he had already been unable to use "Six Yao Reversal." Most likely, he had indeed missed Chihan.
"Mm, there is no need to look for him yet. Let him investigate inside as well. If he still has not returned by tomorrow night, then you few can enter together and search for him.
"After finding him, tell him the results of my investigation, then see what he says. Only come find me if something arises that you cannot resolve. Do you understand?"
Han Baiyi began giving instructions to the group. Yet by the end of his words, the chilling coldness in his tone had already made their bones ache.
How could they fail to understand his meaning? This was so the Cultivation Realm prison could know that they had all done their utmost to investigate and had even obtained results.
Yet not a single person had been delivered over. There had been dozens of cultivators. Asura Prison's first level likely would not believe that so easily.
Of course, investigating those people's souls could also prove it. But how many people died in this world every day?
When Yeluo and the others