Era of Magic and Martial Arts-Chapter 342 - 326: Despicable, Never Outdated

Feng Mu agreed with Ma Xuan’s statement, he smiled slightly, revealing a set of neat white teeth:

"My father was the Chief Constable of the Patrol Office, so, you could say I’ve learned from observation, I understood a truth early on: some seemingly despicable and simple methods never go out of style!"

Feng Mu paused for a moment and continued:

"Most importantly, you can always trust that the eyes of the judges in this world are truly sharp, and never disappoint us, right?"

Ma Xuan’s face turned completely dark, deeply understanding this, otherwise, the Second Prison wouldn’t have been overcrowded for years, eventually attracting Bright’s coveting.

Many thoughts ran through Ma Xuan’s mind. He didn’t continue to tangle over false accusations with Feng Mu but suppressed his anger and calmly said:

"Feng Mu, is it really necessary to go this far?

I can see that you’re a smart person with ambitions, so, I think you must understand that Prison Chief Qian Huan is basically in a deadlock now, he’s not going to last long in this position. By then, when he leaves, it will be very difficult for you to get by in the Second Prison."

Ma Xuan had thought of siding with the Prison Chief before, he even made some attempts secretly, but he hadn’t expected the situation to change so drastically, so now he’s wavering, having a bit of a thought to lean back towards the prison system.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have just stepped up to stop the Internal Inspection Department from taking Lou Rui away.

In the end, Ma Xuan has never been truly loyal to Zhou Hu or Qian Huan. He isn’t loyal to any side; he is loyal only to himself.

Whichever side seems to win, that’s where he’ll lean!

Feng Mu, in fact, appreciates Ma Xuan’s approach; it’s not a stupid one. The difference between him and Ma Xuan is that Ma Xuan wants to be on the winning side, whereas Feng Mu ensures that wherever he sits must win!

He shrugged his shoulder and sighed heavily:

"You’re a good person, even in your situation, you still think about me. Unfortunately, from the moment you sat in here, you had no choice."

Ma Xuan frowned: "What do you mean?"

Feng Mu said indifferently: "Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to force you. I just think your good brother Zhou Hu might make the right choice for you."

Ma Xuan stared at Feng Mu fiercely, his voice hoarse: "What did Zhou Hu do?"

Feng Mu is not omnipotent; he cannot monitor everyone’s actions, but he understands the ugliness of human nature.

He shook his head with a smile:

"I don’t know what Zhou Hu will do, but I think he will certainly do something. You should know your good brother far better than I do, so why don’t you guess what he might do?"

Chills ran down Ma Xuan’s spine, and an extremely bad premonition floated in his heart. His face turned pale, and the two arms handcuffed to the chair began to struggle violently.

Under extreme tension and force, the skin on his wrists was cut by the iron cuffs, with bright red blood slowly seeping out and dripping onto the cold floor.

Feng Mu looked at him, his lips curled into an intriguing smile: "It seems you really do know Zhou Hu very well, to guess the answer so quickly?"

Dong, dong, dong—

At this moment, there was a dull knocking sound on the iron door of the interrogation room, Liu Yi walked in holding a phone.

It was Ma Xuan’s phone, temporarily confiscated before entering the interrogation room. The phone was buzzing, with [Wife] blinking rapidly on the illuminated screen as it vibrated.

Ma Xuan stared at the phone, suddenly ceasing his struggle, feeling as though his heart had leaped to his throat, dry-mouthed, wanting to answer the call yet also filled with an unstoppable fear.

Feng Mu waved his hand lightly, and Liu Yi quickly stepped forward, respectfully handing the phone to Feng Mu with both hands.

Feng Mu took the phone, glanced at Ma Xuan, and said with a half-smile:

"Your wife is calling to check on you. Want to answer? It’s strange, you seem very nervous?"

Ma Xuan’s breathing became heavy and rapid, his lips tight, finally squeezing a word through his clenched teeth: "Answer!"

Feng Mu swiped the screen, turning on the speaker, and a woman’s tender and worried voice came through:

"Hello, honey, I just saw on the news that something happened at the Second Prison; are you okay?"

Hearing his wife’s voice instead of someone else’s, Ma Xuan’s heart sank back into his stomach, adjusting his breath, he rasped:

"I’m fine; I’m on duty at the prison tonight, might have to stay overnight, so I won’t be coming home."

The woman on the other end didn’t sense anything unusual in her husband’s words, merely responding softly:

"Oh, okay, hold on, someone is knocking at the door, I’ll go open it."

Ma Xuan froze, but before he could react, he heard the sound of the door lock turning over the phone, followed by a conversation with a strange man:

"Is this sister-in-law? I’m a colleague of Ma Xuan at the Second Prison. Something came up at the prison, and he might be too busy to come home these days. I happened to be nearby, so I brought some stuff for him."

The woman didn’t show much surprise. The benefits at the Second Prison have always been good, and colleagues occasionally help deliver goods home. She naturally replied:

"Oh, so many boxes?"

"Yes, besides some routine synthetic food, there are also two boxes of milk powder. The Prison Chief heard that sister-in-law recently had a baby, so he specifically asked me to bring it over; it’s a token of his heart. The stuff is quite heavy, let me help move it inside?"

"Oh, that’s really kind of you. Well, I’m on the phone with Ma Xuan now; why don’t you say a few words to him? I’ll get you a glass of water."

"Oh, sure, sister-in-law..."

Ma Xuan’s face turned paper-white, heaving heavily, listening to the increasingly clear voice of the strange man on the phone, his cheek muscles twitching. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"Deputy Director Ma, I’ve safely moved all the stuff to your home. Everything at home is fine; you don’t need to worry. Sister-in-law is very hospitable, treating me well. I’ll leave after sitting for a bit."

Ma Xuan clenched his jaw, struggling to keep his voice calm, though it inevitably carried a slight tremor:

"Who on earth are you? I don’t know you!"

The man on the phone seemed a bit surprised, his tone carrying a hint of doubt:

"Huh? The Prison Chief asked me to come over; he said your work has been hectic, and you might not be able to tend to your family as well. He asked me to check if there’s anything needing help at home. Didn’t he mention this to you?"

Ma Xuan was about to grind his teeth into dust, he took a deep breath and in a low voice said:

"I don’t care who you are, leave my house immediately."

The voice on the other end surprisingly complied without resistance:

"Okay, I’ll leave right away."

The sound of footsteps gradually moving away came from the phone....