Chapter 610 - 290: Revisiting the Prison_2

Thinking of this, the second sister secretly added a new task for herself: planning a wedding!

However, this matter still requires a discussion with Diao Deyi, as she cannot make decisions impulsively, it is best to choose an auspicious date.

Thinking of her little brother, who grew up with her and is about to get married and start his own family, second sister’s mood inevitably became complex, ambivalent.

"Should I... delay the wedding? No! Diao Deyi is responsible for Doctor Ding!"

Second sister was still in a quandary when Fang Yu and the other had already walked to the door.

Che Linfang, Mi Hengpeng, and the others all stood up together.

"Is it settled? Come, I have something to tell you!" Che Linfang stepped forward, only to be blocked by Ding Hui.

"Who said we’re finished? Come, Diao Deyi, follow me~"

She strode ahead, swinging her hips, clearly dressed very casually, with some unknown stains on the hem of her clothes, obviously work clothes worn while researching.

She must have come in a hurry, not even changing her outfit.

Yet now she walked as if she were an unrivaled beauty, with each step unmatching her attire!

However, Ding Hui was inherently beautiful, with a good figure, so this stride still felt somewhat impressive.

Amidst Che Linfang’s bewildered gaze, Fang Yu smiled at her.

"I’m going out with her to handle some things, we’ll talk about the other matters when I come back."

After speaking, Fang Yu followed behind Ding Hui.

Mi Hengpeng and the others were considerate, not approaching to chat seeing Fang Yu busy.

"Sister Fangfang, don’t be timid! That old woman isn’t as pretty as you! Mr. Diao is just blinded for the moment, he will definitely realize that Sister Fangfang is the most beautiful in the end!"

Che Linfang’s little fan, Zhang Xiaoli, leaned over and said.

This left Che Linfang somewhat speechless.

Me?

Diao Deyi?

She just had something to report to Diao Deyi, it wasn’t the kind of relationship Zhang Xiaoli was thinking of!

But...

What would the offspring of a lynx demon and a Blood Demon look like?

Although the Blood Demon isn’t as powerful as the Great Demons, among the lesser demons, he is a strong presence.

Wouldn’t it be a good choice to have his bloodline stay within and passed on to the next generation?

Of course, the best choice would naturally be the Lord Qingyao with an extremely pure bloodline.

Regrettably, he is already dead.

If settling for the next best, isn’t the Blood Demon... also a good choice?

No! What am I thinking!

Important matters are pressing! Why did the Blood Demon leave with that woman! There was something important to report on their side!

Che Linfang glared in that direction, but Fang Yu and the other’s figures had already disappeared.

Angrily, she went back to her seat and sat down, deciding to stay put and wait until Diao Deyi returned!

But as soon as she sat down, she couldn’t help but think about the question that had just crossed her mind.

I wonder if the Blood Demon would be interested in producing offspring with a mixed-blood, inferior demon like herself...

At that moment, Diao Ruru came out with a few maids, brought some small pastries, and offered them to the waiting guests.

Che Linfang took the pastries and glanced at this woman.

The Blood Demon’s human identity was basically established, this woman’s role is not that significant anymore. Moreover, living with the Blood Demon every day makes it inconvenient for him to move around.

Perhaps, it’s time to remove this obstacle?

No, that’s not right! Unsure of the Blood Demon’s future plans, it’s better to wait until the Blood Demon returns to discuss this matter.

Diao Ruru was bewildered by the look Che Linfang gave her but didn’t think too much about it and took the maids to another table.

"Thank you, Miss Ru Ru!"

Mi Hengpeng stood up, took the pastries with both hands, and smiled.

"Lord Mi, you’re too kind."

Diao Ruru turned around and continued with the pastries to the next person.

Mi Hengpeng watched as Diao Ruru walked away, then retracted his gaze, sat down, and stared at the pastries thoughtfully.

The step of selecting servants was well executed by him, it should leave a pretty good impression.

But there is still a Che Linfang by Mr. Diao’s side, and his capability to vie for favor is above mine...

How can I climb higher?

Mi Hengpeng squeezed the still warm pastry.

Perhaps, it’s time for an indirect approach.

Luckily, I have made a small arrangement among the servants.

Taking a bite of the pastry, Mi Hengpeng looked towards the busy Diao Ruru in front.

Serving Lord’s relatives well can also solidify one’s own position.

In the foolish Underworld, new talents emerge endlessly.

But figures like Mr. Diao, soaring high with astonishing achievements, are rare. I must seize the opportunity and cling tightly to this big tree!

This might be the only chance in my life to continue climbing higher!

...

Prison.

"Mr. Diao!"

"Mr. Diao! Lord Ding Hui...?!"

Fang Yu’s arrival was like travelling a well-trodden path—both guards were already accustomed to it.

But the appearance of Ding Hui made the two guards somewhat stunned.

Although Lord Ding Hui also sometimes came to the Prison, her visits were not common, making her a rare guest.

The two guards quickly invited the visitors further inside.

Inside the prison, Ding Hui looked at Fang Yu with surprise.

Even her visits to the prison had to go through some procedures.

But as for Fang Yu, why did the guards let him through directly?

Observing his practiced manner, it almost felt like this guy had come home??

"Do you come here often??" Ding Hui couldn’t help but ask aloud.

That’s right!

The Prison is my second home!

This is where I started my rise to wealth and riches!

Returning to the Prison is just like coming home. There are plenty of demons here, they’re easy to kill, and I can precisely choose my targets. I’m truly like a fish in water!

Of course, Fang Yu couldn’t outright say this.

He modestly toned it down.

"I occasionally come by to interrogate the convicts..."

He hadn’t even finished speaking when a prisoner in a cell suddenly widened his eyes in terror, his bowl of food clanging as it dropped to the ground.

"The God of Killing is back!! The God of Killing is back!! Everyone, beware!! The God of Killing is back!!!"

The loudness of his voice made Fang Yu’s eyelid twitch.

Glancing over, the prisoner became petrified with fear, immediately silencing himself and shivering in the corner of the cell!

It was like watching a living, breathing embodiment of fear in jpg format.

Fang Yu touched his face—am I really that scary?

Ding Hui also cast a glance his way at this moment.

"Wanna explain?"

No explanation was necessary.

The prison, which had been a bit rowdy and chaotic just moments ago, fell into an extreme silence upon that shout.

It was as if the prey was holding its breath and shrinking down, desperate not to be noticed by the hunter.

Just this reaction alone said it all.

"Ahem... Occasionally, I’d take action to execute some of the convicts, but only when they are suspected of being disguised demons, and they can attest to that!"

Fang Yu pointed to the two guards who had led the way.

"Yes, yes, yes! Mr. Diao has discerning eyes—spotting disguised demons in a glance, killing, killing, killing! The convicts—no, these demons—don’t dare even to let out a peep when they’re slaughtered!"

"Such bravery in our lord, in my lifetime I’ve seen no one else! Truly a powerful figure!"

Praises sung well, but flattery doesn’t work much.

Ding Hui gave Fang Yu a sideways glance.

"It seems like you’ve killed quite a few. I guess your daily achievements are all squandered like this, huh?"

"...Still, I’ve saved quite a bit. And recently, I’ve been doing tasks for Lord Zhuo Xueer, so there should be plenty of surplus."

"Keep it well. Achievements are useful for your promotion. Don’t waste them on these worthless convicts," she said.

She seemed not to mind Fang Yu using the convicts for practice.

Well, that makes sense—this guy is a research fanatic; using convicts as test subjects is probably something he’s done before, so what’s killing a few demons in comparison.

"The promotions and such... I’ve already risen to the rank of Inspector, and it’s not easy to move up from there. Earning more achievements, there’s no need to keep them specially."

"You don’t understand!"

Ding Hui rolled her eyes at Fang Yu.

Like a wife meticulously counting expenses for her husband, she began tallying with her fingers.

"Though you’ve become an Inspector of Yangshen Hall, it was an unexpected promotion, your foundation is unstable, achievements scarce. In the eyes of others, it’s just an empty title."

"To firm up oneself like metal, the Inspector position is highly competitive. To stand firm, carry out tasks with superiors, accumulate achievements, build a reputation—only then your position is truly stable, and there’s room for further advancement later."

"If you carelessly squander your achievements, if one day you get the chance to be promoted but lack the corresponding achievements, it’ll be improper. Besides, achievements can be exchanged for various items in Yangshen Hall, like rare demons and such, it’d be better if you save them for me. Later, when you use achievements to exchange for materials, I’ll reimburse you with my research outcomes. Isn’t it mutually beneficial?"

Fang Yu:...

I wasn’t planning on getting promoted anyway.

Besides, farming SSRs in the Prison is the greatest enhancement to my strength!

And there’s also the Spring Bud Skill that I haven’t learned yet; Cultivation Techniques aren’t urgent.

As the two of them were talking, suddenly a hurried set of footsteps rang out in the distance, growing louder as they approached quickly, and soon a figure appeared.

"Diao Deyi!"

An excited voice called out, and then that figure stopped in their tracks, astonished, looking at the person next to Fang Yu.

"Lord Ding Hui...?"

Under the flickering lights, the figure’s features became clear—it was Qian Guxing.