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112: Fleeing after entering the Dao, the young master of the Lin family! (Seeking monthly tickets)”Let go of me! Do you know who I am?”

”I am Young Master Lin! Do you have a death wish, daring to arrest me?”

”Yes, let us go! This is our Young Master, and we are all Lin Family guards. If you dare to harm our Young Master, even the County Magistrate will have to apologize to my Lin Manor.”

Ning Yuan raised his head, hearing a commotion outside.

Then, several jailers escorted a group of people inside.

Leading them was a young man in luxurious clothes with a pale face.

Besides him, there were also some people in tattered clothes, looking as if they had lost their parents.

These people all had cultivation, but their Internal Energy had already been Sealed.

”I am from the Mingwang Sect! The Mingwang Sect is united; if one suffers, all suffer. Our brothers will definitely save us!” one fanatical middle-aged man shouted loudly.

”I don’t care who you are. Once you enter here, if you’re a Dragon, you’ll coil for me; if you’re a tiger, you’ll lie down for me!”

”As for your Mingwang Sect Leader, he has long been forced into the mountains by County Commandant and can barely protect himself. Save you? Heh...” one of the skilled jailers pushed a burly man and sneered.

This was a death row prison.

It held only vicious criminals awaiting death.

Anyone who entered here, regardless of their status, had no hope of survival.

Ning Yuan watched as the jailers led the people deeper into the cells, their voices growing faint and inaudible.

”Mingwang Sect?”

”I remember this sect started an uprising with the White Lotus Sect. Its influence was even greater than the White Lotus Sect, and it’s said their Leader was a Dao Foundation Realm expert. Has the Mingwang Sect been defeated too? Even the Dao Foundation Leader fled?”

Ning Yuan was a little surprised. After all, he had once reached a mid-to-high level in the White Lotus Sect, so he naturally knew more things. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been qualified to be a scapegoat and be pushed forward as the Leader.

”Let go of me! I’m not from an evil cult! I’m Young Master Lin! Don’t you dare arrest me, aren’t you afraid of my father?”

”My father is an Aperture Opening Martial Artist!” The young man in luxurious clothes was pushed and shoved, turning his head to shout.

”The Lin Family colluded with the evil Mingwang Sect. Your father is now like a clay Buddha crossing a river, barely able to protect himself. Don’t count on him to save you.”

The jailer opened the door to Ning Yuan’s cell and shoved Lin Yun in. ”How convenient, the cells inside are already full of Mingwang Sect members. You few will be held here for now. The person sharing this cell with you is the leader of the evil White Lotus Sect, who will be executed in two days. You can have a good chat.”

After throwing the person in, the jailer glanced at the seated Ning Yuan. ”Awake? Good thing you’re not dead, otherwise, we’d have a bit of trouble. Go give him some food later. This is someone the Master wants to personally oversee the execution of, don’t let him die before the execution.”

The head jailer turned his head and said to the person beside him.

”Don’t worry, boss, it’s only two days. We won’t let him die.” The jailer immediately replied with a smile.

Then he glared at Lin Yun. ”You’d best behave yourselves in here and not cause me any trouble, or you’ll have plenty of suffering to endure.”

With that, the group turned and left.

”Pah!”

”My father is a Dao Foundation Martial Artist. As long as my father doesn’t die, he will return sooner or later.” Lin Yun spat and snorted.

Although he was a wastrel, it didn’t mean he understood nothing. As long as his father didn’t die, he would be safe. No one would offend a Dao Foundation Martial Artist like this. The County Commandant came from above and would leave Bei Yuan County sooner or later, but the County Magistrate couldn’t leave for a while.

If he were killed, the County Magistrate and other high officials would have to worry about their sons being assassinated outside someday.

A lone, unattached Dao Foundation Martial Artist acting as an assassin was something few could defend against.

”Young Master, we will have to endure for a while.” A burly man beside Lin Yun bowed subserviently, then turned to look at Ning Yuan, who was sitting on the straw mat bed. He straightened his back and angrily reprimanded, ”Boy, didn’t you see our Young Master arrived? Why aren’t you getting down and giving up your seat?”