Hearing these voices, those who had been somewhat excited that the two couples, Han Qianqian, had come to their rescue, immediately sat back down honestly, with a cowardly and scared but honest look on their faces.
Obviously, they were afraid that the people coming from outside would know that they were trying to escape.
As Han Qianqian and Su Yingxia looked back, a middle-aged man had come in from outside with a troop of people.
The man leading them Han Qianqian knew, or had seen, was none other than Steward Qi, with whom Lone Chu had exchanged pleasantries when he had brought himself in.
Behind him, the troop numbered around thirty, all of them tough, wearing armour and holding swords.
As soon as Steward Qi entered, he saw a few people lying on the ground and frowned, while dozens of his men quickly took up positions, looking intently at Han Qianqian and his wife.
“Yo, that’s rare, is someone trying to break out of prison here?” Steward Qi stared at Han Qianqian, his face icy cold.
However, his eyes were full of arrogance and he didn’t look the least bit worried, as if he was just used to such things.
Han Qianqian looked at him with the same indifference, “What? Are you going to stop me?”
Sweeping a glance at the three dead jailers on the ground, Steward Qi smiled coldly, “Young man, do you know what will happen to you if you disobey and disobey the rules in Night Sky City?”
“Take my advice and go back where you came from, and I can guarantee that I will pretend that nothing has happened.”
Of course Steward Qi knew exactly what the situation was like for these jailers in the dungeon, and although they were all his own men, Steward Qi wasn’t going to go to great lengths over a few not-so-dripping lapdogs.
One more thing is better than less, or rather, there is no need to delay business for the death of a few flies.
“Since you know your manners so well, well, then I’ll say the same thing, and if you act as if nothing has happened, I can also a*sure you that nothing has happened to you.”
With those words, Han Qianqian directly got up and opened the cell doors one by one.
A group of subordinates were about to rush over in anger on the spot, but they could only stare in depression without getting orders from their own superiors.
Steward Qi also looked at Han Qianqian, his back teeth clenched.
This guy had the audacity to strut around like this in front of his own face.
Did he put himself in his eyes?
What an a*shole!
I had already given him face, but I didn’t expect him to be so nasty.
“Take him down.”
“Yes!”
The thirty subordinates had been waiting impatiently for a long time, and with Steward Qi’s order, they immediately rushed towards Han Qianqian like a fierce tiger out of its cage, whooping and hollering.
Su Yingxia didn’t bother to pay attention to these people, and opened the door to let them go as she had agreed with Han Qianqian beforehand.
She knew Han Qianqian very well, and she knew very well that this number of people was not enough to threaten Han Qianqian, not to mention to stuff his teeth.
In fact, Han Qianqian did not even turn back, and did not even make any change in his movements as a result.
He was still opening the locks, but those who approached him fell one after another in the process of opening the locks.
From afar, Steward Qi’s whole body was frozen as he watched.
What the f*ck was going on here?
It was clear that he had done nothing, yet it was as if he had done everything!
“In this slave, there are actually masters.”
“Young man, it seems that it was I who underestimated you.”
“However, you have also underestimated Night Sky City.”
“If you wanted to make rules by relying on these minions, then you wouldn’t even need to appear as a kid, while there are people who would have broken them long ago.”
There are many people who can play ruthlessly, and there are also many people who can engage in foul play, but those people are all playing on the surface, and the truly powerful people are the ones who make the rules and play this game.
It’s like when you’re in a casino and you see some gambling master, some so-called god of gambling.
They may be invincible by their skills, or they may be invincible by cheating indeed.
But so what?
Apart from the over-the-top mythology of the movies, most of them are nothing more than a name.
And who is the real King of Gamblers?
Obviously, that’s the owner of the casino, the rule-maker.
They are, in fact, the real kings of gambling.
As is the phrase, who ultimately owns all the interpretation.
Only those who play by the rules are the true kings.
And Steward Qi’s group are the very rule makers. There are many people who challenge the rules, the key is whether you can have the ability to suppress them.
“Four Heavenly Kings, come out!”
Steward Qi suddenly shouted, and in the next second, four black shadows rushed in violently from outside the cell ……