I, Tianlaozhen Wangu, support the Empress from behind!

Two days later.

A lot of new prisoners suddenly poured into the cell, almost making it overcrowded.

But Chu He couldn't be happy about this, probably because most of these prisoners were ordinary people.

Most of the prisoners were at the first or second level of strength training, and in terms of evil value, some prisoners were not even rated at half a star.

Of course, what made everyone sigh even more was the prison guard Wang Wende.

However, the jailers were grateful for Wang Wende's previous kindness and did not go over to make things difficult for him.

However, this former prison guard seemed to have lost his soul since he was taken into the cell that day.

He sat in the cell in a daze, muttering, "Impossible... Impossible..."

With Chu He's strength, he could naturally see that even if Wang Wende was not crazy, he would not be executed in the autumn.

This is the sadness of the weak, life and death depend on a word from others.

"So, I, Chu He, must become one of the few people at the top!"

Chu He secretly encouraged himself.

There is the "Purgatory Heavenly Book".

As long as he survives, sooner or later there will be a day when he will be called an immortal and immortality will no longer be a pipe dream...

"Little...Chu Prison Envoy, congratulations..."

Chu He looked up and saw Li Meng, one of the few old jailers in Area A.

"It seems that everyone knows about my promotion..."

Chu He had just come out from Ma Yucheng's place and had never expected that the news would spread so quickly.

"Haha, Brother Meng, you are my senior now, so just call me Xiao Chu like before..."

Chu He said with a smile.

"How can I call you that? Although Chu Yu has only been in the Demon Refining Prison for a short time, your achievements and efforts are obvious to everyone..."

"Another thing is that your strength, Chu Yushi, is more than enough to be a prison master. We are naturally convinced..."

"Whoever dares not obey you, Prison Envoy Chu, I, Old Meng, will be the first to slap him in the face!"

Li Meng patted his chest and said.

Chu He couldn't help but listen carefully. It seems that honest people may not be honest.

The two of them walked and talked.

Not long after, he passed through the cell corridor and arrived at the duty room.

The duty room was bustling with activity at this time. A dozen or so jailers were whispering about how Chu He had been promoted to prison commander in less than half a year.

"Xiao Chu, you're amazing. It's only been a few months..."

An old jailer sighed.

Another old jailer said with envy in his eyes: "Yes, Xiao Chu has covered a distance that I will never be able to cover in my lifetime in just a few months..."

"Old Wang, you two are still calling me Xiao Chu? You should change your words and call me Chu the Prison Envoy."

Someone objected, and the young jailers around him nodded in agreement.

Although the prison guard is the lowest-ranking official, he is still an official after all.

His monthly salary was more than twenty taels, much higher than what the jailers earned.

Moreover, the prison guards have more freedom of movement and can go out of the Demon Refining Prison every day. Even if there is a registration at the door, it is useless and they can just fill in a random reason.

It can be said to be one step to heaven and one step to earth!

Even if they work hard all their lives, they may not get such results.

As soon as Chu He and the other man walked through the door, the jailers inside immediately stopped talking.

A few days ago, Chu He stabbed a ninth-grade early stage cultivator unconscious with a single blow, shocking the entire upper level of the Demon Refining Prison. If one were to select a hot topic, Chu He's story would definitely be on the headlines.

This power is naturally not comparable to that of the former prison envoy Wang Wende.

"Everyone is here, so I'll treat you tonight at Zuixuanlou. Don't leave until you're drunk..."

"Wow—"

In an instant, all the jailers started to make a noise and clapped their hands in applause, and several old jailers nodded secretly.

Apart from anything else, Chu He has been doing pretty well in terms of social etiquette since he came into the prison.

Next, Chu He made some changes in his work.

For example, he must be present when accepting and inspecting prisoners, and he will also participate when interrogating prisoners.

Finally, Chu He even marked out several key prisoners in the "Purgatory Heavenly Scripture" and asked the jailers to pay more attention to their physical conditions.

Although many death row prisoners will be executed in the autumn, due to the interrogation methods of large prisons, most prisoners will not survive to that time.

Chuhe must reduce the deaths of these "high-capacity" people.

As for the dozen or so "low-productivity" people, Chu He didn't have a good method. It would be easy for him to kill them directly, but he couldn't get over it in his heart.

We can only let them take up the places for now.

As the first of three things a new official should do upon taking office, naturally no jailer raised any objection.

Moreover, this operation will only increase Chu He's workload, while the jailers can free up more time to refine their skin membranes to improve their martial arts skills.

The jailers couldn't help but feel admiration for Chu He, the newly appointed superior. This was the typical example of self-sacrifice!

Yin hour three quarters.

At the entrance of Zuixuan Tower, Chu He waved goodbye to everyone.

He spent all the more than 300 taels of "extra money" he had earned previously on this meal.

There were some unpleasant things during this period.

The young master from the Ministry of Revenue's family who had been there two days ago happened to be drinking with others at Zuixuanlou tonight.

When enemies meet, quarrels are inevitable.

With that young master's temper, it was naturally unbearable, and with the beauty by his side, his anger was even worse.

In a few moves, Chu He took care of him and threw him out.

In the end, the young man could only cover his red and swollen face and leave in shame.

This little thing naturally did not affect Chu He and others from drinking.

This caused everyone around to be secretly surprised, "Who on earth is this gentleman? He even threw away the son of the Minister of Revenue..."

Many people came forward to make friends with him, and Chu He naturally accepted everyone who came.

The two sides continued drinking like this until just now, and then dispersed.

As soon as he left.

Chu He immediately activated his true energy to expel the alcohol from his body and regained consciousness.

"Why, you've been with me all the way, but you're still reluctant to come out?"

When passing by a dark alley, Chu He stopped and looked at the dark place on the side.

"Jie Jie..."

"The Prison Envoy Chu has indeed concealed his cultivation..."

"No wonder that devil girl died in your hands..."

In the darkness, by the moonlight, Chu He saw a shadow rolling.

"Painted Skin Ghost?"

Chu He frowned. Is he in the same group as Yue Xiaoxiao?

"Hehehe...it seems that Prison Envoy Chu has guessed my identity."

The shadow slowly turned into a human figure, but the face had no facial features, which looked very strange.

"Why are you targeting me?" Chu He asked in confusion.

"What's the matter? The jade skin is a sacred object of our Painted Skin Ghost Clan. Please return it to me, Prison Envoy Chu, hehe..."

Although the figure had no facial features, Chu He could feel that the other party was staring at his skin.

Chu He racked his brains but couldn't figure it out.

How did the Painted Skin Ghost determine that the jade skin was one that he had refined? Could it be that they had some unique magical power to sense it?

"return?"

"You're just a mere ninth-grade late-stage Painted Skin Ghost. Who gave you the courage to stop me?"

Chu He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, but his tone was icy cold.