Era of Magic and Martial Arts-Chapter 338 - 322: The Art of Lying, Brand New Friendships
Lies are the art of language.
While most people lie out of necessity, Feng Mu can build a stage for lies, weave a script, so that when he speaks the final lie with conviction, it immediately dons the "crown of justice," beyond desecration.
Ma Xuan’s lips turned pale, and he seemed to understand why the people around Feng Mu were bewitched by him.
"His groundwork for lies is too sufficient, like the prelude of an evil spirit in a story before devouring someone, luring people step by step closer, finally offering their lives and souls willingly."
Ma Xuan stared unblinkingly at Feng Mu, quickly calculating his own choices in mind.
He discreetly glanced at the two gun barrels aimed at him, contemplating the possibility of dodging the bullets.
Ma Xuan seldom engaged in physical fights, appearing refined, but in fact, he had the martial arts capability of a third-grade peak, allowing him room to avoid handgun bullets.
Feng Mu squinted slightly, lifted his hand, pressing down Guan Chong and Jiang Li’s arms, and said gently:
"Put down the guns, don’t make the atmosphere so tense. District Chief Ma Xuan is just a suspect right now, not completely confirmed. Our Internal Inspection Department will never spare any bad people, but we also won’t wrongly accuse any good people."
Looking at the guns being moved away, Ma Xuan felt a mix of relief and dread.
Feng Mu looked candid and said solemnly:
"Our Internal Inspection Department only wants to quickly find out the truth, to give an explanation to our deceased brothers. We just want to ask you some questions. If you’re truly innocent, we will clear your name. Or, do you have any concerns?"
Feng Mu’s gaze swept past Ma Xuan, glanced at the prison guards behind him, and sneered:
"Are you afraid of being seen by someone, and then ending up like Gong Lao, silenced?"
Ma Xuan’s face changed dramatically, suddenly recalling Zhou Hu’s cold visage and the bizarre call from Chang Wei before his death.
To this day, Ma Xuan still couldn’t determine who exactly killed Chang Wei.
His two most suspicious persons before were Qian Huan and Zhou Hu, but now, looking at the smiling Feng Mu, another more terrifying thought involuntarily surged in Ma Xuan’s mind.
Feng Mu placed his hand slowly on Ma Xuan’s shoulder:
"Don’t be afraid. If you really have no issues, our Internal Inspection Department will ensure your personal safety."
Ma Xuan’s eyes flickered, and with a twitch of his shoulder, he seized Feng Mu’s wrist in a reverse grip, exerting sudden pressure with his five fingers.
Surprisingly, what he felt at his fingertips was not the warm softness of flesh, but an icy, penetrating chill, as if he were holding onto a piece of iron wrapped in human skin.
Feng Mu’s face still bore an inscrutable smile, but a sinister Hook Jade glinted momentarily in his pupils. In Ma Xuan’s shocked gaze, he spoke faintly:
"Gripping my hand so firmly, does it mean you’re willing to cooperate unconditionally, or are you planning to resist to the end?"
Feng Mu leaned slightly forward, his cheek almost brushing against Ma Xuan’s ear, his voice lowered to a volume only the two of them could hear:
"If you choose to resist, perhaps you’ll fulfill some people’s wishes. But if you choose to cooperate, you might discover a few new friendships!"
Ma Xuan was taken aback, a thought-provoking comforting voice continued in his ear:
"If I were you, I’d consider my own situation more, and also think about my wife and children. Many wives and children have already lost their husbands and fathers in the Second Prison today. I really don’t want to witness another tragedy, do you think so?"
Ma Xuan suddenly felt a chill run through his whole body, realizing the meaning in Feng Mu’s words. His eyes darted around rapidly, and as he turned his head quickly, he saw Zhou Hu standing in the farthest corner.
The latter had arrived unnoticed and was glaring over with a sinister expression, his gaze eerily familiar, resembling how he looked at Lou Rui earlier.
In the next instant, Ma Xuan’s vision was obscured by a towering shadow.
Startled, he looked up, the shadow revealed a towering, menacing figure gazing down at him expressionlessly. Behind this giant silhouette, a head exuding a snake-like sinister aura slowly emerged.
It was Li Bashan and Gong Qi.
Earlier, after leaving the Warden’s office, Gong Qi immediately went to find Li Bashan. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
In the past, before the junior brother arrived at the Second Prison, Gong Qi often sought out Li Bashan for fun.
Sadly, he and Li Bashan, one lacking ambition with pleasures in eating and sleeping, the other with ambition but without the skill to script well, could only watch Second Prison like a soap opera.
Now everything had changed. The arrival of the junior brother infused new vigor into the Second Prison.
The junior brother had ambition and could write scripts; Gong Qi was elated, and in his happiness, he didn’t forget to find Li Bashan.
The junior brother forming the Internal Inspection Department couldn’t leave out the two senior brothers from joining the feast—no, safeguarding.
Regarding team building, Gong Qi’s attitude was devout, no one among the brothers should be left out.
Thus... the pressure shifted to Ma Xuan’s side.
At this moment, two pairs of eyes, four eyeballs all locked on Ma Xuan’s hand that gripped Feng Mu.
Ma Xuan instantly felt a tingling sensation, like being targeted simultaneously by a primordial beast and a venomous snake.
In comparison, Zhou Hu’s eyes, merely tinted with human cruelty, seemed gentle—like a donkey stamping its hoof?
Ma Xuan released Feng Mu’s hand like lightning, but surprisingly got seized by Feng Mu again. Ma Xuan’s face turned pale, almost about to cry.
Earlier, because Lou Rui wouldn’t let go, that prison guard’s head exploded, so...
Ma Xuan woke up suddenly, his throat dry as he anxiously said to Feng Mu: "I’ll cooperate, I’ll definitely cooperate with the new friends."
Feng Mu held Ma Xuan’s stiff hand, gently patted the back of his hand, and said warmly, "I’m glad you made the right choice."
Zhou Hu watched Ma Xuan obediently leaving with Feng Mu, anger simmering in his heart: "Spineless coward!"
Yet he didn’t step forward to stop it; partly because Ma Xuan was already out of the equation, and he couldn’t afford to lose anyone else. From a broad perspective, at this critical point, the Light Supervision Area couldn’t do without him holding the fort.
On the other hand, Zhou Hu, doing right without fear of a slanted shadow, indeed had nothing to do with today’s Death Row riot.
He, Zhou Hu, had never been this clean during his time in Second Prison!!!
