The tiny eyes sparkled with incredible light.

It was said right.

It was indeed these three people.

impossible.

It must be a coincidence.

"Come again." He didn't believe it.

"I'm sorry. My cultivation is still shallow and my skills are limited." Zhang Yong shook his head and refused, "I can only screen once a day."

"Really?" Sifulati was dubious.

"Yes." Zhang Yong replied seriously.

"Oh, what are you doing here?"

"I want to bail a few people out. The director of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau has approved it."

"Give me the list."

"Thanks."

Zhang Yong presented the list.

Siphrat looked at it and waved his hand.

"I will release him now. But you must stay."

"Why?"

"I want you to teach me Guiguzi's art of observing people."

"Well……"

Zhang Yong was silent.

Ruined……

This old monster has caught up with him.

I regret that I made a fool of myself.

In fact, what does he know about the Book of Changes?

I haven’t even memorized the original text of the I Ching. I haven’t even read it.

I seem to remember a sentence - Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement. It seems so. He didn't dare to say it.

It would be terrible if it was Zhuangzi's leisurely journey...

Huh? Zhuangzi?

Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in one pot...

It's so big that two barbecue grills are needed...

Beat yourself on the head.

What are you thinking about?

"The consequences of the art of observing people are so serious?"

"Yes……"

Zhang Yong answered slowly, just in time to find an excuse.

You see, when I use the art of observing people, the consequences are so painful. So, please don’t learn it.

"Sure enough, this is the art of peering into the sky!"

Who knew, but Sifulati seemed to be in high spirits. Her two little eyes were shining brightly.

It's okay if Zhang Yong doesn't hit his head. Once he hits his head, he is convinced.

"You teach me and I will let you be the warden."

"What?"

"You teach me, you are my master. I listen to you. I will do whatever you tell me. You are the warden."

"Well……"

Zhang Yong took a deep breath.

I repeatedly warned myself that I must have heard wrong.

Yes. There is definitely a mistake somewhere. Maybe it was opened in the wrong way when entering the prison.

How could there be such a weirdo as Siphrates?

The Caotai team cannot be so outrageous.

Learn from a teacher?

Want to become your teacher? What a joke...

I haven't even read the Book of Changes, but I only know one name, and how can I still be a master?

Damn it...

"I am very serious." Sifulati emphasized repeatedly.

All his expressions and movements told Zhang Yong that all this was true. He really really wanted to learn.

If possible, Zhang Yong would also be willing to teach because the conditions are very tempting.

The warden of Tilanqiao Prison!

Your Majesty!

As long as Sifulati is still the warden here, he can treat Tilanqiao Prison as his own.

Mention anyone you want.

Or simply stop others from mentioning others.

Specifically targeted at the Japanese invaders.

"I went to see my friend first." Zhang Yong changed the subject.

"What friend?" Sifulati asked hurriedly, looking attentive and attentive.

"His name is Zhu Yuan..."

"Oh? Zhu Yuan is your friend?"

"yes……"

"He's also my friend. That's great. Our relationship has progressed again."

"Well……"

Zhang Yong was speechless.

I feel that I need to find a doctor to identify Sifulati's mental state.

Something is obviously wrong!

Press for now. Let’s meet Zhu Yuan first.

It was discovered that Zhu Yuan was not locked in the innermost cell, but in...

reading room?

Yes. It seems to be a reading room.

There is a reading room in Tilanqiao Prison with many English books.

Well, they are all original English versions. There are no Chinese ones. If you feel bored, you can come to the reading room to read. The prerequisite is that you can understand English.

"open……"

"It seems that your little life is going well."

"well enough!"

Zhu Yuan answered weakly.

Although I can read books, my personal freedom is ultimately restricted.

For Zhu Yuan, who was once a popular figure in the patrol room, being locked up here is absolutely torture. The time is very sad.

"What are you doing here?"

"Promote people."

"Who are you mentioning?"

"Someone I need."

"oh……"
To be continued...