On the spot, Yue Zhonglou was taken aback, before he smiled apologetically to the crowd.
"I'm sorry, my good friend is like this, a little cold, I hope you don't mind!" He said apologetically to the guests.
"It's fine, it's fine!"
"It's fine, since Sir Zhuge has something important to do, it's better to do it first!"
"We can understand, we can understand!"
The guests below hurriedly shook their heads and explained. Although they were unhappy, they did not want others to know about it, especially Zhuge Bu Liang.
If that guy was unhappy and plotted against them or their families, they would not even know how they died.
There was no need to doubt whether the Zhuge Family had the ability to do so. In history, many factions that offended the Zhuge Family had been annihilated, and it was all inexplicable. It was only later that they were discovered, and the schemes behind them were revealed.
The banquet lasted for a long time before it ended, and the guests left one by one.
Yue Zhonglou drank quite a bit, but to his cultivation level, it did not matter how much he drank. In fact, the more he drank, the happier he was.
After the banquet ended, Yue Zhonglou did not return to his room, instead, he walked towards the prison of the manor.
After passing through the garden and a fake mountain, he came to an underground building. There was a group of soldiers guarding the door, and when they saw Yue Zhonglou, they immediately bowed respectfully, "Greetings, City Lord!"
"No need for formalities, you may all rise!"
Yue Zhonglou smiled faintly and waved his hands.
"Is Mister Zhuge inside?"
"Reporting to City Lord, Mister Zhuge has always been inside!" The guard replied.
"En, open the door, I'll go in and take a look!"
"Yes!"
This door was the only entrance to the underground prison, and was made entirely of North Sea Cold Steel, with layers of formations engraved on the inside, and connected to the entire prison. Without a key, it was basically impossible to enter or exit.
Even an ordinary peak Immortal would find it difficult.
The door opened, revealing a long flight of stairs that led to the underground prison.
The entire underground prison had 18 levels, implying the 18 levels of hell.
Each level had a different layout, and the prisoners were different as well. The stronger the criminal, the deeper they were locked up.
According to legend, there was a 19th level beneath this prison, and a Golden Immortal was imprisoned there. Moreover, it had been there for countless years.
Whether this legend was true or not, Yue Zhong Lou did not know, because he had never been to the 19th Level of the Prison, or even the 18th Level. It was not that he could not go, but that he did not dare. It was too terrifying.
Yue Yanglou walked up the long staircase in a circular fashion, one level after another. His expression did not change.
The further down he went, the stronger the chill became. Even with his cultivation, he couldn't help but shiver.
After walking all the way to the tenth floor, he stopped and turned to the left. Immediately, a spacious room appeared in front of him.
There were two doors in the room. One door was the exit to the stairs, and the other door was the entrance to the cell on the tenth floor.
The room was simply decorated. There was only a stone table and a stone bed. There was nothing else.
However, the stone table and bed were filled with all sorts of strange instruments. There were strange rulers, long funnels, chubby round bottoms, various jade bottles, all sorts of medicinal liquids, all sorts of specimens … …
These things were originally not here, but after Zhuge Bu Liang came, and became the place he insisted on staying, it was full.
"He's not here? Did he enter the prison? "
Zhuge Bu Liang was not in the room, so he must have entered the prison.
"Did he go to interrogate that guy again? I wonder what valuable information I can get from him this time! "
His eyes flashed, and Yue Zhong Lou did not hesitate. He pushed open the door and walked in.
The moment he walked in, he saw a long corridor. On both sides of the corridor, there were huge metal cages. On the surface of the cages, there were glowing runes.
Every iron cage that flickered with light held a prisoner. They were thrown here like livestock and locked in cages. Their bodies were shackled with shackles that restricted their magic power and physical strength.
"Yue Zhong Lou, you'll die a horrible death!"
"I want to eat your flesh, drink your blood!"
"Yue Zhong Lou, wait till your father escapes, I'll slaughter your entire Yue Clan. The men will be killed, and the women will be sold to the brothels to be prostitutes for generations to come … …"
… …
Inside the cages, the prisoners were all dressed in rags, their faces filled with venom. They glared at Yue Zhong Lou as he walked in, their gazes as venomous as ghosts.
"Shut up, a bunch of trash!"
Yue Zhong Lou's expression was cold as he swept his gaze over these prisoners. These people were all extremely strong, which was why they were locked up on the 10th level. Each of them had either committed heinous crimes, or had conflicts of interest. If it wasn't for the fact that they were more valuable alive, he would have long since wiped them out.
Ignoring their shouts, Yue Zhong Lou walked deeper into the corridor.
After a while, he saw Zhuge Bu Liang standing at the end of the corridor.
Zhuge Bu Liang stood there, expressionless. In front of him hung a half-naked muscular man. That muscular man's limbs were shackled by iron chains, and he was hung on the wall with his arms and legs spread out.
The muscular man's head was drooping, his hair dripping with sweat. His upper body was a strange blood-red color, like a cooked prawn. He was trembling from time to time, looking like he was in pain.
"Mr. Zhuge, are you torturing this guy again?" Yue Zhong Lou walked over, his expression strange.
"No, I'm experimenting!" Zhuge Bu Liang did not turn around, he continued to stare at the muscular man, his face expressionless. He was still holding a pen in his hand, recording something.
Seeing that Zhuge Bu Liang was ignoring him, Yue Zhong Lou's face flashed with dissatisfaction, but it disappeared quickly.
Don't be fooled by how he claimed that Zhuge Bu Liang was his childhood friend. In truth, he knew that he was not close to Zhuge Bu Liang. They had met once or twice when they were young, but they were not playmates.
The reason why he could invite Zhuge Bu Liang to Yue Yang City was only because of the Myriad World Tavern's backing. More importantly, Zhuge Bu Liang had taken the initiative to come after hearing about his situation.
The Zhuge Clan was famous. Although Yue Zhong Lou's father and grandfather held high positions in the Myriad World Tavern, they did not dare to offend the Zhuge Clan.
Especially this Zhuge Bu Liang. This guy was a genius of the Zhuge Clan. He was young, but his cultivation was unfathomable. It was not something Yue Zhong Lou could compare to.
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