Master of Strange Dao

No.5 can always sense that faint spark of life igniting, like a candle flickering in the wind, struggling to exhaust its final breath.

He didn't really believe the other party's words at first.

But what New No.5 told him was mostly true, with just a touch of embellishment.

He himself could capture the corresponding things from the details.

The straw that broke the camel's back was when they placed his old files in front of him; he broke down.

As the old saying goes, a dying person's words are kind.

Every White Water Egg is different; even if they forget the past, the experiences have already been etched into their blood and bones.

For someone like him, who has lived a long time, wanting to die with clarity and knowing who he is, before leaving this world, is very normal.

Because New No.5 was the same, once entangled with a curse, later pretending for more than ten years.

That feeling, the control over psychology, is indeed the pinnacle among White Water Eggs.

He understands too well how to shake the will of a dying White Water Egg.

Before dying, allowing No.5 to see family and friends was indeed sincere, simply wanting No.5 to have no regrets when he dies.

No.5 could feel it, so he dared not look.

Because he feared that if he knew, it would implicate his family and friends.

Now facing death, based on his longstanding way of doing things, he wanted to die with a bang.

So, he used the most extreme, most intense method to meet his end.

He didn't go to the Jinyi Wei to surrender, because their influence wasn't enough and the chances were anything found would be suppressed and remain unknown.

Instead, he went to the Ministry of Justice, striking the Petitioning Drum so that the matter could no longer be hidden.

No.5 unleashed immensely strong power, the sound of the Petitioning Drum thundered.

He roared fiercely.

"No.2, as a Prince of Daqian, you've forgotten who helped you rise to power.

Now, with hopes of succeeding the treasure, you betray the organization and deceive us.

Today, you shall pay the price.

Once a Faceless Man, forever a Faceless Man.

Enjoy your gains, and then turn your back on others, you are wrong.

You can't turn back now!"

As soon as the Petitioning Drum was struck, King Juan of the Ministry of Justice straightened his posture immediately.

Upon hearing the keywords of Prince, King Juan turned into a shadow, instantly smashing through the door to the office, rushing toward the entrance of the Ministry of Justice.

No matter who, no matter the reason, even if it's a false accusation, it had to be examined, then legally punished to serve as a deterrent.

If the drummer were killed on the spot outside, it would be of a different nature.

It would no longer be possible to distinguish truth from falsehood, and might even be taken as true.

Especially since the other party didn't explicitly state which Prince it was.

As an average King Juan who handles cases daily.

He immediately understood that this person must not die.

If he died, it would be impossible to suppress the matter.

Because lately, he has been listening to Kuíhou Country's channel on the Jade Tablet.

Because the channels within Daqian have virtually become new arenas for the Crown Prince and several other Princes.

Even finding ordinary information feels like panning for gold in dung.

He didn't need to think; he could foresee the reactions of the Crown Prince and the Second Prince, as well as the other Princes.

No matter who it was, knowing this matter, they would definitely use it as an excuse to attack the others first.

Because they didn't dare to gamble on the others not attacking them first.

Gaining the initiative first is crucial.

If what this person says is true, then the possibility of avoiding this matter vanishes.

King Juan of the Ministry of Justice moved with incredible speed, already overviewing the most probable scenarios on the way.

At the entrance of the Ministry of Justice, No.5's strikes weakened, each one more laborious.

The Petitioning Drum is a unique magical treasure of the Divine Dynasty.

Theoretically, whether a mortal or Ninth Tier strong, it makes no difference.

The ability to strike depends entirely on one's resolve.

If one carries heaven-shaking grievances with a death wish, even a mere mortal might strike more than some experts.

Of course, this is theoretical; realistically, if a Ninth Tier arrives, even without emotional fluctuations, they could easily strike six or seven times.

No.5 wasn't acting with a death wish but knew he might die today, so it didn't matter anymore.

When he gripped the drumsticks with both hands and struck for the seventh time, a dark light flew towards him along the ground.

Without turning back, he disregarded it and continued to strike for the eighth time.

Just when he was about to be hit, King Juan of the Ministry of Justice appeared abruptly, his face sinking, and with a casual wave, he caught the dark light in his hand.

King Juan stomped his foot, eyes deep, and declared sternly.

"Attacking the drummer is equivalent to assaulting the Ministry of Justice, desecrating the Law Code, punishable by death."

With a single command, a network filled the sky, as a bolt of thunder descended, instantly striking a person dozens of miles away.

The thunder shattered the force on his body, transforming into shackles, clasping his neck, arms, legs, with a chain linking the shackles, carrying him toward the Ministry of Justice.

No.5 disregarded anything else, knowing if he died here it didn't matter; if not, entering for interrogation was even better.

There were fast reactors intending to kill him to muddle the waters, but this was within expectations.

Those uninvolved would naturally be sure of their innocence, and they would seize this opportunity to stir things up first.