140: Chapter 140, Prison Master Shi, you'd better think carefully about what weapon you choose!
Team Leader Wu.
He was the very same minor leader who had scolded Chen Yichuan and ordered him to patrol the Dungeon on the day he first entered the game.
Seeing him today, their statuses had been swapped.
Chen Yichuan had stepped directly into the ranks of those who "don't eat beef," while Team Leader Wu was still just Team Leader Wu.
How could he possibly pass up this opportunity?
Although he wasn't so narrow-minded as to kill him with a single blade strike, he could still squeeze some benefits out of Team Leader Wu.
After all, his brand-new ghost-head blade had been taken by Team Leader Wu.
Just as he was about to say something...
At that moment.
Zhao Ritian, who had been looking smug and full of himself, suddenly changed his expression. He bowed, raised his hands, and shouted:
"Your subordinate, Zhao Ritian, greets Prison Warden Shi!"
Prison Warden!!
Hearing this title, Chen Yichuan's heart stirred.
The Prison Warden was the one in charge of the entire Dungeon.
Just as Chen Yichuan was preparing to cup his hands in salute...
Suddenly.
He saw the originally majestic Prison Warden Shi's expression change abruptly. The warden quickly hurried over to him and stopped Chen Yichuan.
"Oh, Constable Chen, please, you mustn't."
"This humble official's rank is below yours; I absolutely cannot accept such a grand gesture from you."
Hearing this.
Chen Yichuan smiled. He didn't bow, but he still cupped his hands. "Prison Warden Shi, a salute is only right. After all, I was working under you just a month ago."
"This gesture is well-deserved."
Once these words were spoken.
Prison Warden Shi felt like he was bathed in a spring breeze, and he accepted the salute with a relaxed smile.
It was only then that Chen Yichuan got a clear look at the man before him.
Prison Warden Shi.
He was about thirty-five years old, with a lean and upright build. He wore a black, patterned Ninth-rank official's uniform, with the collar and cuffs slightly worn.
His face was fair, his cheekbones slightly high, his eyebrows as dark as ink, and his pupils were deep yet gave off a comfortable feeling.
He commanded respect without even trying, carrying a naturally cold and steady aura.
In an instant.
Chen Yichuan's impression of Prison Warden Shi improved slightly.
While he might not be a paragon of virtue or incorruptibility, at least this man wouldn't stab him in the back.
"Haha, Constable Chen is too kind. Then I shall accept your courtesy."
"I have received orders from the County Magistrate's Lieutenant. Everything is to be under Constable Chen's command. Everything in the Dungeon is at your disposal, including personnel and weapons!"
Prison Warden Shi cupped his hands, his words perfectly measured.
From the meaning of his words, he was offering full support to Chen Yichuan.
"Mm." Chen Yichuan nodded, his gaze sweeping over the Jailers before finally landing on Team Leader Wu.
He gave a slight smile.
It was this very smile.
That instantly made Team Leader Wu's hair stand on end, a bad premonition creeping up from the soles of his feet.
'Damn it! Why do all the bad things happen to me? First, that bastard Zhao Ritian soared to the top, and now Chen Yichuan has become Constable Chen.'
'Shit, Master Luo, you've really screwed me over.'
Team Leader Wu felt a surge of frustration.
Previously, he had thought Luo Cheng was just an old veteran of the Dungeon who had some influence in Shuangjiang County.
He hadn't expected everything that happened these past few days to be so overwhelming.
First, he had to pacify Zhao Ritian, and now it was Chen Yichuan's turn.
This left Team Leader Wu feeling incredibly bitter.
Just then.
Chen Yichuan's voice slowly rang out.
"Sigh, Prison Warden Shi, I happen to have a matter that requires the Dungeon's assistance. I wonder if it's possible?"
"Oh?"
Prison Warden Shi was stunned for a moment, then he slightly raised his hands. "Constable Chen, please tell me. If it's something the Dungeon can handle, I certainly won't refuse."
Upon hearing this.
Chen Yichuan grinned, thinking to himself that it was settled—the chance to squeeze some benefits had arrived.
Cupping his hands, he no longer hesitated.
He immediately stated his requirement for several Green-quality longswords.
He really didn't have a handy longsword; the blood soul sword had shattered during his battle with Young Gang Leader Zhang Shaolun.
Right now, he only had one Green-quality longsword on him.
That was the problem.
A Green-quality longsword could only withstand a single Flowing Cloud Sword Qi, and each time he used one, it would consume more than half of its durability.
To prepare for the Poison Snake Cult's potential prison break at any moment...
He had to be on guard.
Chen Yichuan had originally planned to go buy some on the street, but since Prison Warden Shi had brought it up, he decided to take advantage of the situation.
Hearing this.
Prison Warden Shi lowered his head and pondered for a good while.
But when he thought about how this Constable Chen had Luo Cheng standing behind him—and how Luo Cheng's background had been the talk of Shuangjiang County lately...
He didn't want to offend him, so he simply agreed to the request.
"No problem!" Prison Warden Shi nodded in agreement, then turned his gaze toward Zhao Ritian and said:
"Prison Officer Zhao, please take a trip to the Dungeon's armory and bring back a few suitable longswords for Constable Chen."
Hearing this.
Zhao Ritian nodded and was about to cup his hands in acceptance.
But unexpectedly...
Chen Yichuan's voice suddenly cut in.
"Prison Warden Shi, I think there's no need to trouble Prison Officer Zhao. His face is pale; he's clearly suffered significant internal injuries."
At this point, Chen Yichuan changed the subject, his gaze falling upon the trembling Team Leader Wu.
"Haha, I think Team Leader Wu is more than capable of this task. After all, Team Leader Wu is a veteran."
"Prison Warden Shi, what do you think?"
After speaking, Chen Yichuan wore a playful smile and stared directly at Team Leader Wu.
Such a blatant "hint."
No one present could fail to hear it; Team Leader Wu had offended someone.
Seeing this.
Prison Warden Shi only frowned slightly before nodding in agreement. "Mm, Constable Chen is indeed attentive. In that case, Team Leader Wu, you go."
"Let's leave it at that for now. I shall head off to attend to my duties. If you need anything, just ask."
With a polite salute, Prison Warden Shi turned and left with his confidants.
A short while later.
The other Jailers dispersed in small groups, leaving only Team Leader Wu trembling, frozen in place, not daring to meet Chen Yichuan's eyes.
"Haha, Team Leader Wu, no need to be nervous. Although you've offended me, I won't kill you."
"It should take about half an hour to bring the weapons from the armory. I'll give you two and a half hours... Hehe, you'd better think carefully about which weapons you bring."
"After all, I'm not an easy person to talk to. Go on."
Chen Yichuan waved him off, leaving behind a meaningful smile.
He believed that even a fool would understand the underlying meaning.
To the side.
Zhao Ritian shook his head and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to the Grade-A Dungeon to see that Poison Snake Cult Vice Cult Leader, the Third-Grade Martial Artist."
"Mm."
Chen Yichuan nodded and followed him.
...
The Grade-A Dungeon.
There weren't many prisoners here. Usually, it held martial artists below the Fourth-Grade. As for Fourth-Grade and above, a county-level Dungeon simply didn't have the authority to hold them.
At this moment, only one prisoner was confined here.
It was the Vice Cult Leader of the Poison Snake Cult, Long Wu!!
There were only two Jailers guarding this place, and their strength was decent: one First-Rank and one Second-rank.
Upon seeing the newcomers...
...the two of them cupped their hands.
"You must be Constable Chen from the Six Fan Sect, right? Prison Warden Shi already informed us that you are in full charge here! I am Captain Zhang Zhan, a Second-rank Martial Artist."
The Second-rank Martial Artist leading them, dressed in dark red prison robes, walked over with a long saber in hand and bowed slightly.
"And I am Wen Wu, a First-Rank Martial Artist."