Captain Zhou was secretly unhappy, but he had no choice but to watch Baicheng walk towards the cell.
Baicheng entered the cell and when he saw Chen Ping, he said happily: "Mr. Chen, I have obtained the pardon order. I can take you out now."
His face was filled with a joyful smile, and there was a trace of expectation in his eyes. It seemed that he had seen everyone's surprised expressions when they saw Mr. Chen.
"If I don't go out, you can use the amnesty order to take him away!" Chen Ping pointed at Yaomei's brother and said.
Chen Ping had a calm look on his face and seemed not to care whether he could leave the prison. He was more concerned about the safety of Yaomei and his brother.
Baicheng looked embarrassed and said: "Mr. Chen, this amnesty order is specially applied for you. General Xing wants to see you.
I told General Xing about you, but none of them believed it and insisted on letting me take you to the General's Mansion.
If this amnesty order is used by others and you cannot go to the general's mansion, it will be difficult for me to explain, and many people will think that I am lying, and General Xing will not trust me."
There was a hint of helplessness and anxiety in Baicheng's tone. He didn't know how to persuade Chen Ping.
When Yaomei's brother heard this, he immediately became nervous. He was afraid that Chen Ping would leave him alone. If he was released by the amnesty order, he would never be able to leave.
There was a hint of fear in his eyes, his body was trembling slightly, and he tightly grasped the corner of Chen Ping's clothes, as if he was grasping the last life-saving straw.
Chen Ping thought for a while and said: "You first take him out with the amnesty order. You wait for me outside the prison in the evening, and I will follow you to the general's mansion."
There was a trace of determination in Chen Ping's eyes. He knew that he could not just watch Yaomei's brother trapped in prison, and if he wanted to leave the prison, he would not need an amnesty order at all.
Seeing this, Baicheng reluctantly agreed, and then took Yaomei's brother out.
When leaving, Chen Ping told Yaomei the address of her brother's inn, where Yaomei was waiting for him.
After Yaomei's brother thanked Chen Ping profusely, he followed Baicheng and left. His steps were a little hasty, and his heart was full of desire for freedom and gratitude to Chen Ping.
Captain Zhou was very surprised when he saw that the person Baicheng brought out was not Chen Ping. He thought that Baicheng had asked for an amnesty order and would definitely release Chen Ping, but he didn't expect that it was not Chen Ping.
There was a hint of doubt in his eyes, and he was secretly guessing about the relationship between Baicheng and Chen Ping.
After Baicheng released Yaomei's brother, he still led his people to guard under the ancient tree.
Although he was a little worried about whether he could successfully take Chen Ping to the General's Mansion at night, he still performed his duties conscientiously.
When it was time to relax, Chen Ping walked to the ancient tree again. With yesterday's test, Chen Ping directly penetrated his spiritual consciousness into the ancient tree without hesitation this time.
Immediately afterwards, his soul instantly appeared in chaos, surrounded by thick spiritual power.
These spiritual powers were like substantial mist, exuding soft light. When Chen Ping was in it, he seemed to have entered a mysterious fairyland.
Chen Ping knew that this was a rare opportunity for improvement. Although half an hour was not long, he desperately absorbed the spiritual power around him, and his cultivation level was also improving rapidly.
He closed his eyes tightly and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the process of absorbing spiritual power, and the aura on his body was constantly increasing.
After all, these spiritual powers are in the bodies of other monks, so it is much faster than simply absorbing the spiritual energy and then using magic skills to convert it into spiritual power.
Just as Chen Ping was frantically absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy, a white light slowly condensed and finally formed an old man, standing in front of Chen Ping.