The County Magistrate's roars echoed in the spacious study, sounding exceptionally piercing.
He couldn't accept such a failure. A prison break had occurred under his jurisdiction—it was the ultimate repudiation of his abilities.
And while the County Magistrate was roaring in fury, Fang Yue had already arrived silently in the backyard of the magistrate's residence.
He didn't rush into the study to settle accounts with the County Magistrate. Instead, he first observed his surroundings in the backyard.
The backyard wasn't large, but it was exquisitely arranged. It had everything from rockeries and flowing water to pavilions and towers, possessing the distinct charm of a southern garden.
Fang Yue nodded slightly, quite satisfied with the arrangement.
It showed this County Magistrate was a man who knew how to enjoy life, having poured all his efforts into graft and corruption.
However, that couldn't conceal the fact of his crimes.
