Era of Magic and Martial Arts-Chapter 316 - 300: Harvest

In the corner of the Second Prison’s parking lot, Fifth Senior Brother Gong Qi followed closely behind Feng Mu with an excited expression. Though his voice was low, it couldn’t hide the teasing and dissatisfaction in his tone:

"Little Junior Brother, you’ve caused quite a stir since you entered the Second Prison, and this is something I quite admire. However, you can’t just play around by yourself and leave your Senior Brother hanging every time."

Feng Mu responded with feigned confusion, "Why do you say that, Fifth Senior Brother? I diligently and responsibly do my duties every day; where have I been playing around?"

Gong Qi didn’t really know what Feng Mu was doing overtly and covertly, but he had come to understand his little junior. He was sure of one thing — Feng Mu’s motives for entering the Second Prison were definitely not pure.

The reasoning was quite simple: the little junior was someone who wished he could use even his sleeping time to practice his skills. To give up practice time to work in prison, it surely wasn’t for that meager salary.

Gong Qi snorted and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Don’t pretend, little junior. Your Fifth Senior Brother, I’ve been in the Second Prison for some years. The prison wasn’t exactly peaceful before, but it was relatively monotonous.

But ever since you arrived, the Second Prison has become particularly lively. Lately, I don’t dare to casually take leave, fearing I’d miss some exciting drama."

Listening to Gong Qi’s enthusiastic words, Feng Mu finally understood who his senior sister Hong Ya learned to marathon dramas from.

It turns out Fifth Senior Brother also loves to marathon dramas, except Senior Sister likes to do it online, while Fifth Senior Brother prefers to do it in prison.

Gong Qi paused for a moment, his eyes flickering with a sinister glint like a snake flicking its tongue:

"Little Junior, be honest with your Senior Brother. Was the riot among the death row inmates something you orchestrated from the shadows?"

Feng Mu gently shook his head, his tone steadfast: "Senior Brother, you truly misunderstand me. The recent riot had nothing to do with me. My current task is to investigate the cause of this incident."

Gong Qi squinted, murmuring doubtfully: "It really wasn’t you?"

Feng Mu sighed, pressing his clenched fist lightly against his chest, and said solemnly:

"I swear on the brotherhood between us, I truly had no part in this matter."

Gong Qi, hearing this, finally relaxed but then looked a bit disappointed, letting out a long sigh:

"Little Junior, how foolish of you. Such an interesting affair, how could you let others get ahead of you?"

Feng Mu understood Gong Qi’s mindset, realizing that Gong Qi wasn’t satisfied with just being an observer but was itching to participate himself.

However, he might not be capable of crafting a thrilling script himself, so he’s set his sights on Feng Mu.

Indeed, after a long sigh, Gong Qi’s expression immediately turned serious, and his tone became earnest:

"Little Junior, you’ve let me down too much. Next time, don’t let others steal the protagonist’s role in such an engaging drama."

Feng Mu nodded in agreement and, following Gong Qi’s line of thought, said:

"Indeed, I also didn’t expect that our Second Prison would have such audacious individuals."

Gong Qi nodded in righteous indignation, his eyes revealing deep affection for the Second Prison. To some extent, he and Feng Mu shared the same emotional bond, viewing this block as another "home" in their hearts.

If it was something orchestrated by the little junior without involving him, Gong Qi would let it go begrudgingly, as, according to the Ronggui Sect’s teachings, it wouldn’t be considered wastage if it stayed within the family.

But if it wasn’t the little junior who did it, then this is...

Gong Qi’s face instantly darkened, his eyes turning vicious: "There’s a thief in the house, they must be dealt with!"

Feng Mu nodded slightly and then smirked, showing a row of neat white teeth with a cunning smile: "Exactly, Senior Brother, which is why I’ve taken on the interesting task of catching these thieves."

Gong Qi’s eyes lit up, and he immediately responded, "Precisely, which is why I volunteered to assist you, my Junior Brother, in solving this case."

Just as he finished speaking, Gong Qi raised an eyebrow, curling his lips, and gestured toward the scattered group of "Wang Cong" in the parking lot with a tone of contempt:

"In my opinion, there’s no need for those useless people. You and I, as brothers, can solve the case together.

Hmm, Junior Brother, you can handle the investigation up front, and I’ll have your back, ensuring your safety, and I’ll take care of the hard and dirty work too."

As he spoke, Gong Qi let out a sinister chuckle.

Feng Mu nodded in agreement:

"You’re absolutely right, Senior Brother. These people I’ve chosen are marginal figures in the Second Prison, often bullied and oppressed. Aside from a chest full of rage, there’s probably no notable talent among them."

Gong Qi glanced at Feng Mu suspiciously, knowing his little junior’s way of thinking was out of the ordinary, which is why he grew increasingly close to him and enjoyed playing together.

Gong Qi was certainly not foolish; he had the craftiness and keen insight of a snake, instantly capturing the subtext in Feng Mu’s words, and asked:

"Little Junior, could it be you value the rage they harbor, but will it contribute to solving the case?" 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Feng Mu turned his head, looking towards the crowd forming ranks in the distance, smiling brilliantly with a voice low and full of meaning:

"They’re not here to help me solve the case; they’re here to help me drag the case out."

Gong Qi was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Feng Mu didn’t keep him in suspense, but instead asked back: "Fifth Senior Brother, tell me, is it more interesting for a case to be solved quickly and neatly or for it to go through twists and turns, constantly unresolved?"

Gong Qi’s eyes sparkled immediately. This was why he enjoyed his little junior brother’s company.

Seeing Gong Qi catch on, Feng Mu laughed:

"I went through a lot to get the case investigation rights from the warden. I’m not going to rush it, not until I’ve checked each and every suspect from top to bottom, ensuring who the real culprit is, right?"

Gong Qi turned his head towards the group of "Wang Cong," suddenly realizing that these people indeed had a lot to offer.

Gong Qi didn’t understand much about solving cases, but he knew how to have fun, and what could be more entertaining than giving a group of hot-tempered individuals sharp tools to maximize their subjective initiative and create endless fun?

Little Junior, this isn’t about solving a case; it’s clearly about using the opportunity to clean up the entire Second Prison, all under the guise of the warden’s authority.

Perfectly justified and justifiable...