Chapter 785 - They’re Targeting You

“At that time, I found it extremely strange. Why would someone take such great pains to use prisoners to bait a large horde of zombies to Beilan City?” Second Young Master Dou turned and looked hesitantly at Crown Prince Mo. “However, the moment this one saw the crown prince, this one realized why. It turns out that these people were targeting you.”

Crown Prince Mo’s icy lips pulled into a thin line, and he nodded apathetically. “Did Second Dou discover anything else?”

Second Dou nodded lightly. “So where did these prisoners come from? If this one’s conjecture isn’t wrong, these prisoners were probably transferred out from the Mo Kingdom capital’s dungeon.”

“The Highest Judiciary only imprisons third-rank high officials and above, in addition to relatives of royalty. Even if these people are locked in prison, there isn’t anyone who dares to touch them rashly.” Second Dou analyzed, “So this one surmises that these prisoners were probably transferred out from the Ministry of Justice. The Ministry of Justice should be in complete chaos by now.”

Second Dou’s conjecture was correct. At this time, the Minister of Justice, Mao Kangfu, was kneeling inside the king’s royal study. He had just reported the fact that a large batch of prisoners had escaped from the Ministry of Justice’s prison, and he didn’t even dare take a deep breath after that.

The Mo Kingdom’s old king felt his eyelid jerking nonstop, and he kept feeling as if something bad was about to happen. However, the people he had dispatched had yet to send back a message.

“Someone had stolen your identity pendant and released a hundred prisoners without approval?!” The old king was so furious that he smacked the desk. “You only discovered now that such a serious thing happened! What the hell are you good for?”

Mao Kangfu took off his official’s hat of his own accord and held it in his hands. Following this, he promptly prostrated on the ground with his head hung low. “My king, this official has failed in his duty, but will the king please give this official the chance to atone for his crime with a meritorious act, by allowing this official to lead soldiers to recapture these prisoners!”

“They’ve escaped for so long already, how are you going to recapture them!”

The commander of the royal guard, Hui Feng, brought He Tian with him as he strode to the royal study’s doors. He genuflected on one knee, “Greetings to the king.”

“Enter!” The old king hastily beckoned to them. “Hui Feng, He Tian, hurry and lead 2000 men to assist the Ministry of Justice in recapturing all the prisoners that escaped...”

“My king!” A shadow abruptly appeared inside the king’s study. It was precisely the king’s closest hidden guard that he had sent out earlier to make inquiries.

“How is it, how is it, hurry and speak!”

The hidden guard bowed in greeting before replying, “My king! This subordinate has already sent people out to scout, and they discovered that these prisoners who secretly escaped have fled in the direction of Beilan City.”

“These awful scoundrels!” The old king bellowed angrily, “Hui Feng!”

“My king, this subordinate hasn’t finished speaking.” The hidden guard hastily continued, “Us subordinates have investigated and found that this batch of prisoners had startled many zombies in their vicinity during their escape. By now, upwards of ten thousand zombies have already congregated and are chasing after them to Beilan City!”

“What?” The old king leaped up in shock, as if his butt had been set on fire.

Beilan City? Wasn’t that where his royal son was?

“Royal Father, ah, Royal Father!!” This timing of Eldest Prince Mo Jiao was truly very coincidental.

While running into the royal study, he put on a wondrous show, grabbing onto the desk leg and wailing, “Ah, Royal Father! Royal Father! This son has heard that Sixth Royal Brother has been besieged by a large horde of zombies at Beilan City! This son requests that Royal Father allocate 3000 elite soldiers to this son. This son wants to personally travel to Beilan City and rescue my royal brother! Ah, Royal Father!”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om