Chapter 117:
Inside the heavenly prison.
"Master Qiao, this is a special dish from the capital city called honey-glazed roasted chicken. Can you check if it’s cooked well enough… no, if it’s fragrant enough?"
The young prison guard Fang Yuan handed a roasted chicken to Qiao Mu, making his mouth full of oil as he ate.
"Not bad, it’s flavorful," Qiao Mu nodded happily.
He never expected to enjoy such treatment within this heavenly prison, almost making him suspect if someone maliciously wanted to keep him alive.
But after careful consideration, Qiao Mu rejected this possibility.
As an assassin who tried to kill the emperor and a martial artist who shattered statues, he had offended both the Nine Immortal Gates and Emperor Yonghe.
Even if it was him or even if a Martial Saint were to be resurrected, it would be impossible to walk out alive from the heavenly prison.
No one could guarantee Qiao Mu’s life, this situation is definitely secure.