Li Fu ignored Ma Shaokang's clamor and stared intently at Ye Chuxiao, awaiting his reply.

"Li Fu! Your experience is still shallow. You don't know much about the dungeon. If you rashly try to seize the position of Warden, you won't be able to handle it," Ye Chuxiao advised Li Fu.

Hearing this, Li Fu's eyes immediately turned gloomy, and he said through gritted teeth, "Fine! Ye Chuxiao, you are also an ungrateful wretch. When I become the Warden, I'll settle accounts with you."

After saying that, he dropped his plate and strode away.

Ma Shaokang heard Ye Chuxiao directly reject Li Fu and said with a smile, "Don't pay attention to him. He's just a stupid kid who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. His father was a criminal. If it weren't for Godfather's soft heart, he wouldn't have been able to take over his father's job!"

"Now he wants to jump out and grab the Warden position. A clown."

Ye Chuxiao nodded, not saying much.

He just felt a little strange.

Before, Li Fu was so indifferent that he didn't even have any extra emotions about his own father's death.

Now that he's been unleashed, he's become so arrogant and perverse. It doesn't seem normal.

And is Li Fu's situation an isolated case, or is it quite common?

When Ye Chuxiao returned to the guardhouse, the atmosphere between Li Fu and the other guards in the guardhouse seemed to be at freezing point.

Seeing Ye Chuxiao come in, Li Fu's face became even colder.

"What... what's going on?" Ye Chuxiao asked, feigning ignorance.

A guard said with a mocking tone, "Someone has only been in the dungeon for a little over a month, and they actually expect to become the Warden. It's ridiculous."

"Ha! Although my experience is shallow, I'm still better than some mediocre and stupid people. With inferior cultivation, and no accomplishment after years of accumulation, they secretly think about becoming the Warden. Isn't that even more ridiculous?" Li Fu immediately retorted.

Ye Chuxiao looked at the guard who was slandering Li Fu with surprise.

Although everyone secretly thinks about getting promoted and making a fortune.

However, to say it directly without any basis is really a bit rash.

"Could it be because he was suppressed for too long before, and now that he's been released, he can't control his emotions?"

"The guards in the dungeon don't have very profound cultivation, and the suppressed emotions aren't too strong, and they're already like this. If those with profound cultivation, who have been indifferently frozen for many years, what will they be like?" Ye Chuxiao couldn't help but think.

"It doesn't necessarily mean they'll release it even more uncontrollably. After all, cultivation is about cultivating the mind. Those with profound cultivation should have a stronger control over their own mentality."

"Stop arguing! The officials of the Ministry of Justice will naturally have a judgment on who will be the Warden. It's not our turn to criticize."

"Zhao Yong! I have to go out to do something later. Please cover my shift this afternoon. When I come back, I'll bring you a jar of good wine," Ye Chuxiao said to another guard in the guardhouse.

The guard nodded and casually added that Ye Chuxiao should also buy some peanuts and braised meat to go with the wine.

After Ye Chuxiao left the room, before the door was closed, Zhao Yong had already said to the other guard, "The competition is imminent, and he still has the mind to go out for a stroll. That's just how he is."

"Everyone, a large prison cell has been vacated at the corner of the end of Zone B. Who is interested in going with me to spar and compete?"

Ye Chuxiao outside the door kept walking, went straight to the gate, handed over the seal, registered, and left the Ministry of Justice dungeon.

"How can you stand out if you only focus on what you have on hand?"

"The Ministry of Justice dungeon has magical artifacts suppressing it from above, and experts secretly maintaining it in the middle. In reality, there aren't many places where the guards need to use force. The main role of the guards is to manage and maintain the order of the dungeon. To put it bluntly, it's no different from a handyman."

"Therefore, the cultivation of ordinary guards in the Ministry of Justice dungeon is generally low."

"Now the officials of the Ministry of Justice think that the dungeon guards should 'move around'. In reality, what I need to consider is not what I can get from it, but what I can bring to those officials of the Ministry of Justice."

"Only by figuring out the real point of conflict can you really touch the position of Warden."

Although the Warden is not an official, it is a typical example of a low position with great power.

Directly under the dispatch of the Minister of the Ministry of Justice, this alone is enough to raise this seemingly unofficial position to an extremely important level.

As long as it is properly managed, the Ministry of Justice dungeon will almost be the Warden's domain in the future.

The Minister of the Ministry of Justice is busy with official duties, so how much time does he have to stare at the dungeon?

He went to the West Market to find a craftsman with decent skills and made a few boxes, but he didn't bring them directly back to the Ministry of Justice dungeon. Instead, he put them at home first.

After that, he continued to practice his knife skills every day.

Since the 'indifference' flaw faded away, Ye Chuxiao's daily fixed knife practice has also become 'difficult'.

When the body is tired, the idea of giving up and being lazy is far stronger than before.

However, this is not all bad.

When people resist fatigue, laziness, and giving up, they are also tempering and improving themselves.

Moreover, mental acuity can more effectively help Ye Chuxiao adjust the details of his knife wielding.

Time passed quickly.

The Dao rhythm aura stored in the golden clock was originally entangled together, so it could not be 'used'.

Now, after a period of separation, it has finally been completely converted into twenty-one complete and separate Dao rhythm auras, which are attached to the golden clock, as if adding some patterns to it.

Ye Chuxiao tried to touch one of the Dao rhythm auras.

In an instant, the golden clock turned in reverse, and Ye Chuxiao once again turned into a ghost of time and space, sneaking into the past.

Focusing his vision, the distant snow-capped mountains were plated with a layer of gold in the sunlight.

And close at hand was a maple forest.

In the forest, two people were fighting.

"Is it Yan Po and Tang Sudong?"

"Tang Sudong looks younger, while Yan Po looks older and more tired." Ye Chuxiao thought as he watched the two people fighting.

Perhaps because he had transformed into a time and space 'ghost', Ye Chuxiao could actually keep up with their speed when he looked at the battle that was far beyond his level.

Throughout the fight between Yan Po and Tang Sudong, Tang Sudong seemed to be at ease, while Yan Po had obviously used all his strength.

Even if Yan Po's knife wielding seemed useless to Tang Sudong.

But from Ye Chuxiao's point of view, Yan Po's knife technique was not only wide open and closed, but also contained endless killing intent, which could be described as extremely wonderful.

Even if he only watched for a while, Ye Chuxiao already felt that he had gained a lot.

The battle between the two did not shake the energy of heaven and earth, and it was obvious that they had restrained and compressed their power to the size of an inch.

This was enough to show that the two were sparring in a controlled manner.

After dozens of moves, Yan Po took the lead in sheathing his knife.

"I lost! Yan Po is convinced. Please give me your instructions!" Yan Po said calmly to Tang Sudong.

Tang Sudong said, "I want to do something big, and I still lack a peerless treasure knife. Your knife is very sharp, but it's not enough. Do you dare to go to Tianliu Island?"

Hearing this, Yan Po's eyes changed slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "What is there to fear?"