Zhou Hu not only didn't disappoint Qian Huan, he really didn't disappoint Qian Huan at all.

As soon as Feng Mu followed Li Bashan back to Zone 1 and stepped into the Prison Chief's office, Zhou Hu couldn't wait to jump up aggressively.

Zhou Hu sat on the sofa with a swagger, glaring viciously at Li Bashan: "You went over my head and submitted the resume directly to the Warden, do you even see me as the District Chief?"

Li Bashan stood there, face expressionless without a flicker of emotion, replied in a low and muffled voice: "I handed it to you, you didn't approve it!"

Zhou Hu was choked for a second, then laughed in anger: "If I didn't approve it, you just reported it above?"

Li Bashan didn't nod, just gave a faint "Mm."

He didn't realize he was confronting Zhou Hu; he was simply stating the facts truthfully.

Unbeknownst to him, the more he acted like this, in the eyes of others, this calm demeanor angered people more than direct confrontation.

This kind of hurt is ten thousand times more severe than aggressive confrontation.

Zhou Hu's face turned instantly livid; he felt an unprecedented amount of disdain.

His face flushed red with suppressed rage. He abruptly pulled out the electric baton from his waist, tightened his grip, and the baton immediately sparked with crackling electricity.

However, just as he raised the baton to swing it down, Ma Xuan quickly stepped forward, urgently stopping him, firmly grasping Zhou Hu's wrist.

Ma Xuan, using force, lowered his voice, with an urgency and a tone of persuasion:

"Big brother, Li Bashan isn't a prisoner. If you hit him, you'd be assaulting a colleague, severely violating prison regulations. If the Warden finds out, the Warden will certainly take the opportunity to lash out at us."

Ma Xuan carefully snatched away the baton, then turned off the voltage, coldly glaring at Li Bashan. That look seemed to warn him, don't anger the Prison Chief again, or even the Warden wouldn't be able to save you in time.

Li Bashan ignored it, his face still calm and unperturbed, neither angry nor annoyed, even a hint of confusion in his eyes. He was just telling the truth, why would it make Zhou Hu so furious?

Ma Xuan found it troublesome that he couldn't intimidate Li Bashan. There was no solution; Li Bashan just standing there exuded a mountain-like oppressive presence that was hard to overlook.

He even suspected that if the Prison Chief really swung with the baton just now, it might not have been Li Bashan lying on the ground now.

"This guy is indifferent to threats, fearless, and seems single-minded. No wonder the Warden uses him like a sharp tool; handling him is truly troublesome," Ma Xuan thought to himself.

Zhou Hu saw that Li Bashan remained unmoved, his face darker than coal.

His gaze swept over Li Bashan to look at Feng Mu, who stood behind Li Bashan, more slight and less imposing in figure.

With a sinister and vicious expression on his face, Zhou Hu's voice rang out eerie and sinister: "Feng Mu, is it?!"

Feng Mu stepped out from behind Li Bashan, stood straight in response, not afraid but compliant, easily perceived as manageable in comparison.

"Yes, Prison Chief, I am Feng Mu, reporting for duty today!" Feng Mu answered politely and humbly.

Zhou Hu sneered, looking towards Chang Wei: "Since this newcomer is taking your nephew's place, I'll leave him to you. Treat him like your nephew, teach him all the prison rules."

Li Bashan's face sank, responding in a deep voice: "I request to assign Feng Mu to Zone B, I will teach him the prison rules."

Chang Wei, hearing this, seemed to have heard an utterly absurd joke, his mouth twitched, revealing a mocking smile, his voice filled with sarcasm and disdain:

"You haven't figured out the rules yourself, don't mislead the newcomer."

Zhou Hu, glaring at Li Bashan, snorted: "In what capacity are you speaking to me?"

Li Bashan responded truthfully: "I am the District Chief of Zone B."

Zhou Hu interrupted him indisputably, his tone firm: "From this moment on, you are no longer the District Chief. Don't think that by siding with the Warden, I can't do anything about you."

"I'll now reiterate to you the rules of our Zone 1, and that is, no one in Zone 1 can question my decisions, only obey them."

"Otherwise, you can report and apply for a transfer to the Warden, but before that, Prison Guard Li Bashan, get out of my office immediately."

Li Bashan was indifferent, he didn't care about losing the position. The identity of District Chief would allow him to better protect his little junior brother, but even without it, it didn't matter.

Feng Mu's pupils slightly constricted, a hint of murderous intent flashed through them, and he thought to himself:

"Haven't encountered such an obvious villain in a long time, feels like being thrown back to the novice village, matching with a bronze rank, quite great indeed."

Feng Mu recalled that since his debut of killing and sacrificing, the main adversaries he encountered were either the Cyan Wolf Gang, Calamity Corpse Sect, or the evil minions of the Puppet Mother.

Originally, the Cyan Wolf Gang was merely a local gang, but couldn't withstand having a lunatic of [Destiny] within, escalating the difficulty of the beginning significantly.

Secondly, Calamity Corpse Sect and Puppet Mother's minions are respectively a cult and minions of an Evil God.

These adversaries, whether in terms of force, intelligence, or background, could all be categorized into the high-end arena, even if there's a slight disparity, it's minimal.

But,

Now, these few before me...

"Feels even lower-ranked than Feng Yuhuai's, well, I shouldn't insult Feng Yuhuai, my foolish sister has secretly infiltrated the high-end arena, her rank isn't low at all."

Feng Mu coldly sneered in his heart, but stayed expressionless, saying to Li Bashan: "Don't worry, big brother, I'm fine. Since these are the prison rules, I'll follow the Prison Chief's arrangement."

In fact, Feng Mu really didn't want to be placed under his big brother's eye, that way, some of his methods would be hard to execute.

"Fine!" Li Bashan seeing his junior brother had made up his mind, nodded, calmly turning to leave the Prison Chief's office.

Zhou Hu watched Li Bashan's back as he left, snorted coldly, then looked at Feng Mu, irritably waving his hand: "Chang Wei, take him away."

Chang Wei led Feng Mu towards Zone A.

In a long, cold, eerie corridor, Chang Wei walked ahead with his head down, Feng Mu closely followed, maintaining a body's distance.

Just as they were about to pass through the security gate, Chang Wei suddenly stopped, turned his head with a gloomy face, and said: "Feng Mu, do you realize, the original spot was meant for my nephew, and now it's occupied by you."

Feng Mu feigned surprise, slightly furrowing his brows, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, he asked: "Did District Chief Chang's nephew encounter some issues?"

Chang Wei's eyes fixated on Feng Mu, a grim smile forming on his lips, his voice taunting: "Stop pretending, this incident benefits you the most, and you claim to know nothing?"

Feng Mu's expression was calm as dead water, his gaze firm and sincere, speaking solemnly:

"District Chief Chang has misunderstood, I don't even know your nephew. If you really doubt, I'm willing to swear by my sect's honor, whatever happened to your nephew, is absolutely nothing to do with me."

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