Di Loran's cell was too small for discussion, so Ji Hao occupied Chi Zhan's office.

Dedicated pipes bring hot water from the room, and the two bathrooms in the small office building are filled with steam, and the strange fragrance of flowers overflows, which is the unique smell of the finest bath balm.

Several beautiful girls of the Yan tribe entered the bathroom with spatulas, scissors and various utensils, and soon there was a subtle sound of hair splitting inside.

The chubby Hamand took it upon himself to make a trip to Liangzhu and spent a fortune on a surviving manor outside the city to buy back hundreds of luxurious clothes, which were also sent to the bathroom by the equally beautiful Yan maids.

After being busy for half an hour, Ji Hao, who was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window of Chi Zhan's office, had already drunk three pots of tea, and finally met the power elders of the Emperor family, such as Di Yantuo and Di Luolang.

After leaving the cramped cell, taking the first bath in a few months, cleaning up the messy hair and beard, and changing into the luxurious clothes unique to the Yu nobles, Di Luolang and the others, who were originally embarrassed, haggard, and dirty like refugees, suddenly became extravagant.

A group of felons, a group of death row inmates who were about to be executed in a while, actually took a comfortable shower in the office of the prison commander, kept it clean and neat, and could still have a negotiation meeting with the people who came to visit in the office of the prison commander!

Such a magical thing can only happen here in the Yu Clan. In order to borrow Chi Zhan's office, Ji Hao just paid two more Shouyang Mountain copper ingots.

Di Lorang and other power elders stood in a neat row in the room according to their status and actual power.

Di Yantuo, the acting patriarch of the Emperor clan, looked at Ji Hao seriously for a while, sat opposite him very gracefully, naturally picked up the teacup and poured himself a cup of mellow sugar tea, took a sip gently, and exhaled very comfortably: "Good tea." I didn't expect to be able to drink the top Black Mountain Cloud Red in the Black Shark Fort Prison. ”

Ji Hao put down the teacup and said with a smile: "If you are corrupt and pervert the law, you can always get good things that others can't get." ”

While Di Yantuo was looking at Ji Hao, Ji Hao was also carefully examining him.

This is a typical Yu nobleman, with a tall body and a slender waist. But his shoulders were very broad, about half wider than ordinary Yu people, which naturally brought him an invisible majesty that others did not have.

The long gray-white hair is meticulously groomed, the chin has a three-inch short beard, and the same gray-white beard is as hard as a steel needle, revealing a hard, resolute, and unyielding smell.

A standard handsome and flawless aristocratic face of the Yu clan, what caught Ji Hao's attention was Di Yantuo's deep-set eyes, two eyes as cold and hard as granite. This means that he is very tough at heart and is not a person to deal with.

But his scarlet pupils were like two points of melted magma, and they were filled with flames that were almost crazy, and Ji Hao knew that his heart was full of resentment and hatred for certain people and things just by looking at him.

A calm and crazy intertwined, strong and powerful person.

When the original patriarch of the emperor clan fell unexpectedly in Liangzhu City, he was ordered to be in danger and was pushed to the throne of acting patriarch by many family elders. Even if Diyantuo can't save the Emperor clan from being thrown into the Black Shark Fort prison, it still proves Diyantuo's influence within the family.

This is not an easy person to deal with. But forced by external conditions, Ji Hao was not afraid that he would not comply.

Squinting, Ji Hao quietly looked at Di Yantuo silently.

On the wall, the long needle on the precision timekeeping tool made by the master craftsman of the Chinese nationality is beating one by one, and with the beating of the long needle, the sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window seems to be jumping and jumping.

Outside the small building. Nearly a thousand heavily armed warriors roamed around, and the prison walls were guarded ten times more than usual. There was a faint sound of heavy footsteps coming from outside the wall, and the soldiers in the barracks in the four directions of the prison were also mobilized, lest Di Yantuo and Di Lorang escape.

Waves of visible ripples roll through the air. Occasionally, fine electric sparks burst out of the air.

This is all the defensive towers of the Black Shark Fort Prison are fully activated, if Deyantuo and De Lorang dare to escape from the prison, the most likely outcome is to be electrocuted into charcoal, or chopped into meat sauce.

Ji Hao didn't say anything, Di Yantuo didn't speak, and the two of them drank fragrant but greasy sugar tea one by one with teacups.

The Yu people love to eat sugar, and they are almost insane.

The sweet sugar tea, as well as the snacks on the table, are also bitterly sweet. Ji Hao is not good for sweets, but in order to maintain the pressure on Di Yantuo, he can only be calm and calm, and keep pouring the terrible sugar tea into his stomach cup by cup.

Chi Zhan was not there, but every quarter of an hour, a young girl from the Yan tribe would bring in a large pot of hot sugar tea.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, three quarters of an hour...... One hour, two hours, three hours......

Ji Hao was silent, Di Yantuo didn't speak, and Di Luolang and the other family elders also squinted, lowered their heads slightly, and quietly looked at their toes.

Every word and word said here is related to the life and death of nearly 100,000 descendants of the Emperor clan, and their future fate.

On the wall of the prison, Chi Zhan sat at the lookout post at the highest point of the watchtower, squinting at the small building that originally belonged to him.

When the stars twinkled in the sky and the night covered the earth, Chi Zhan couldn't help but mutter: "So it's mysterious...... The knives are all on their necks, does the Emperor Clan still have a choice?"

Standing behind Chi Zhan, Hamende sighed in a low voice: "How can it be that it is also the top three wealthy families in the Blood Moon lineage, even if you want to sell your body, you have to sell it for a good price!"

Chi Zhan touched his chin and muttered a little vaguely, "Well, I'm afraid there are other stories here." This unknown Lord of the Yuan Yue lineage ...... Tsk, which family in the Yuanyue lineage has such the courage to protect the current Emperor clan? Even if the Emperor clan is a big fat piece of meat, aren't they afraid of choking to death?"

Hamende played with a piece of Shouyang Mountain copper ingot, and giggled: "What about so much, my lord, we have good interests anyway." ”

Chi Zhan 'hehe' laughed, and triumphantly stroked the heavy copper ingot in his arms.

Inside the small building, Di Yantuo finally spoke, and a layer of blood-colored light was released from his eyebrows, enveloping the entire small building, strictly guarding against possible eavesdroppers. He looked at Ji Hao, and asked in a rigid tone without the slightest change, "What promise can you give us?"

Ji Hao looked at Di Yantuo and smiled lightly: "The matter has come to this, and the promise I can give is - you can live!" (To be continued.) )