Chapter 238: Half Mad with Anger

A person facing death doesn't have many options. Some people look at him as if he were an ant to be stepped on at will. In that case, he may as well let them know that even an ant, when provoked, can deliver a painful bite.

Du Yingwei clenched his fists.

At the round table in the Magistrate's residence's backyard, Chu Jinnian was peacefully appreciating the moon while sipping his tea.

The moon bathed the scene in a dizzying glow. The tea was also excellent, with a fresh, crisp fragrance that was utterly delicious.

"Sir," Jing Zhao, who had hurried back, said, "Magistrate Du has something to report to you."

"I see," Chu Jinnian said, lips curled. "Bring Magistrate Du to the backyard."

"Yes, sir," Jing Zhao bowed in agreement, wearing a smile. "I suspected something was off with the prison guard and kept an eye on him. If Du Yingwei failed to notice, I could stop him immediately, but I didn't expect Du to be so alert and detect the anomaly."