Embroidered Uniform Guard: I Can Plunder Talents-Chapter 97 - 7: Rotten to the Core—Isn’t It Normal to Encounter Some Bumps While Making Arrests?

Chapter 97: Chapter 7: Rotten to the Core—Isn’t It Normal to Encounter Some Bumps While Making Arrests?

Although Innate Realm cultivation isn’t bad, who’s to say this isn’t just an empty-headed idiot with some power.

But looking at it now, the guy’s façade is decent—at least worth my attention.

"It’s that commander, right?"

Shu Fan’s tone was unsurprised.

On the way to the Imperial City, the only one from the Embroidered Uniform Guard who really left an impression on Shu Fan was that hundred-man commander, Ye Liuyun.

But still.

You’re using me to test someone’s worth—aren’t you looking down on me just a bit too much?

Thinking that if it weren’t for this guy in front of him, he wouldn’t have been locked up in that prison cart for so many days, Shu Fan’s eyes turned dangerous.

"If the Sect Leader found out what you did, I’m afraid the Sect Leader wouldn’t be too pleased!"

Shu Fan knew Qi Yuanliang was no slouch when it came to strength.

But even if I can’t beat you, there’s still my Sect Leader behind me.

Yet this kind of threat didn’t even make Qi Yuanliang bat an eye—clearly, he didn’t take it seriously at all.

He just glanced to the side, looking coldly at Shu Fan.

"Don’t forget—why do you think the Illusion Sound Sect has managed to stand tall in the Great Qian Dynasty for so long?"

A Mage’s sect is bound to be marginalized in the Great Qian Dynasty’s martial world.

Everyone trains in martial arts, only you practice sorcery.

What, you like being special or something?

But for the Illusion Sound Sect to survive among all these martial arts sects, it’s not just because its Sect Leader is a Third Grade mage.

"If the adults can allow the Illusion Sound Sect to exist, they can also see it destroyed."

As if you’re the only one with connections.

After a cold glance at Shu Fan, Qi Yuanliang didn’t linger a second more, and left directly.

",,,"

Watching Qi Yuanliang’s retreating back.

Shu Fan couldn’t help clenching his fists, but ultimately let go, a bit wistful, more unwilling.

The power behind that man really wasn’t something their Illusion Sound Sect could mess with or mooch from.

But thinking of Ye Liuyun, whom he’d met just recently, Shu Fan suddenly grinned.

"Bet you never imagined the one you’re trying to recruit this time is nothing like those before."

Shu Fan didn’t think Ye Liuyun was someone who could be swayed by Qi Yuanliang’s sweet talk.

Of course.

Shu Fan had not the slightest intention of warning Qi Yuanliang, either.

,, ,

The next day.

When Ye Liuyun arrived at the Embroidered Uniform Guard, he got word that the Celestial Prison had been busted, with a bunch of prisoners escaping.

Didn’t take a genius to guess Shu Fan must’ve made his escape too.

The guy probably let so many prisoners out just to muddy the waters.

"A place like the Celestial Prison, and it gets busted that easily?"

Shi Sheng was having trouble wrapping his head around it.

That’s the Celestial Prison we’re talking about.

Take our Embroidered Uniform Guard’s Imperial Prison—never once broken into. If anyone really dared bust someone out of the Imperial Prison—

Most they could expect is getting caught, then tossed in to suffer alongside the others.

"You just don’t get it!"

Seeing Shi Sheng’s confusion, Si Nan didn’t really seem bothered and explained.

"It’s exactly because it’s the Celestial Prison that it’s so easy to raid."

The Celestial Prison is all name and no substance—they talk big on heavy security, but it’s all smoke and mirrors.

"Those Ministry of Justice fat cats, all they care about is squeezing out more oil—how many of them actually bother about what’s going on in the Celestial Prison? And besides, who do you think ends up in the Celestial Prison? The rich ones!"

The broke ones all get tossed into our Embroidered Uniform Guard’s Imperial Prison.

Got money and power? Pull some strings, pay a little, and you get sent to the Celestial Prison.

After all, Celestial Prison sounds dangerous.

But in reality, it’s the safest—no torture, just a little lockup, three square meals a day guaranteed.

Slip in a bit more cash and you might even get some wine and meat.

"And more than that!"

At this point—

Si Nan was worried about eavesdroppers, so he deliberately lowered his voice.

"I even heard those Ministry of Justice fat cats take the money and then just swap in vagrants to take their place—tons of prisoners get quietly released."

"What!"

Shi Sheng already hated injustice to the core.

Hearing this, he was instantly pissed off.

"We go through all the trouble to catch them, and they just let them go?"

Shi Sheng had also arrested plenty—sent to the Celestial Prison just because they had money and connections.

He wasn’t happy about it, but figured, as long as they’re locked up, prison’s prison, right?

Looking back now, odds are those folks got picked up the second they arrived, went right back to enjoying life—only he was fool enough to bust his ass for nothing.

"What are you yelling for!"

Seeing Shi Sheng shouting, Si Nan hurriedly stopped him.

"We all know this stuff—say it out loud and you’ll be in serious trouble!"

Everyone knows the unspoken rules.

But they also know, this kind of thing you never say in public—or you’re the first one to get burned.

"I—"

Shi Sheng wasn’t exactly dumb—he understood.

Still couldn’t take it, though.

Even Ye Liuyun, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but chuckle to himself.

He’d always known this Great Qian Dynasty was rotten to the core—looks proper on the outside, but the bones have been festering for ages.

But even now, he realized he was still too naïve.

So long as you’ve got money, no need to do any time—just throw a vagrant in your place.

And who’s really going to speak up for the vagrants?

Reckon this whole Celestial Prison break will get quietly swept under the rug in no time.