Chapter 882: Truly the King of the Fifth Floor

Jiang Hao looked at the prison cells.

In cell number one was Zhuang Yuzhen. Hai Luo was in Cell Two. Nangong Yue was in Cell Three and Mi Lingyue in Four.

They were the only old captives. The others were all new.

In cell number five, there was a man with disheveled hair. He was kneeling on the floor in a daze.

He looked calm.

“Seems like it’s been long since anyone visited…” Jiang Hao walked to Nangong

Yue.

She had mentioned as much.

Although he hadn’t visited for long, it had only been a year or two. For these people, several years without meeting anyone wouldn’t make a difference.

It wasn’t solitary confinement anyway.

“Why is it a problem?” Jiang Hao asked.

No one could stir up trouble in the Lawless Tower.

“It’s a problem! It’s too painful. He is next to me!” said Mi Lingyue.

If she could, she would have left as soon as possible.

“What’s wrong with him?” Jiang Hao asked.

“Always picking on me!” scoffed Hai Luo. “Why would I bother with you all? Do you really think I’m the same as you?”

“Hahaha!” A sharp laughter rang out.

Jiang Hao turned toward the direction of the laughter. It was the man who had been kneeling on the floor with his head bowed. He was suddenly laughing maniacally.

The sound was grating.

It took Jiang Hao by surprise. ‘What is he up to?’

The man was young. He was pale but had some red marks on his face. They were probably birthmarks.

“That’s it! He does that!” said Nangong Yue. “We have been hearing that laughter for half a year now. It happens day and night, and no one has a way to deal with it.”

Jiang Hao remained calm, but even he felt like the laughter was jarring and uncomfortable.

“He just keeps laughing. Only ever shuts up during teatime,” said Mi Lingyue.

“Can no one make him stop?” Jiang Hao asked.

Zhuang Yuzhen shook his head. “Everyone has tried everything. Threats, bribes, rewards… nothing works.”

Jiang Hao was curious.

He appraised the person.

[Wen Zhu: One of the top three thousand members of the Great Thousand God Sect, whose cultivation was absorbed and disintegrated by the Lawless Tower.

He is not only at the early stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm. He knew that Mi Lingyue had been caught and held in the Lawless Tower. He was afraid that she might break away from the sect’s control, so he came to investigate. He wanted to send a message through his laughter. However, it seemed the message didn’t go through, and he became somewhat manic. He tried to use the mania to his advantage to transmit the message. The more time passed, the more anxious he became. The True Face Pill he desired was about to be ready, and he was going to go out and use it to heal the scars on his face. He is afraid that the poison of the bitter tea will deepen his scars and make it impossible for the True Face Pill to heal them.]

Jiang Hao was surprised. He hadn’t expected this person to care so much for his appearance.

He was similar to Feng Hua.

But it was a little different. His scars could still be healed if he didn’t drink the bitter tea.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Hao walked over to him.

“Senior, can we talk?” Jiang Hao asked.

However, the person continued to laugh maniacally and ignored Jiang Hao.

“Senior, can you please be quiet for a moment?” Jiang Hao asked again.

Zhuang Yuzhen and the others stared at Jiang Hao.

What they awaited would happen once again.

They hoped Jiang Hao could do it. They couldn’t stand the laughter.

Jiang Hao looked at Wen Zhu. He completely ignored him as though he wasn’t worth paying attention to.

His laughter was like a mockery to outsiders.

Jiang Hao remained calm. He extended his hand and beckoned to the person.

“Senior, can you come over here?”

“Hahaha!” The laughter continued.

Jiang Hao sighed. “Look, what I am going to say isn’t funny. After I say it, you won’t feel like laughing, either.”

The person continued to laugh. Jiang Hao said, “Poison of the bitter tea.” The laughter abruptly stopped.

Mi Lingyue and the others were shocked.

This legend of a person never changed.

At that moment, Wen Zhu looked at Jiang Hao resentfully. “It seems you don’t find that funny too, Senior,” said Jiang Hao.

“What do you want?” Wen Zhu asked.

“Nothinq… I just feel like vour is other people’s peace,” said Jiang Hao.

He also realized that this person might know something about Feng Hua. He wanted to use this person to find out Feng Hua’s true identity.

Feng Hua was vindictive. So, it was better to find a way to make her let go of her hatred.

Otherwise, Jiang Hao couldn’t be at peace anywhere.

Feng Hua was capable of anything.

Wen Zhu was silent. She looked skeptical.

“Hahaha… Laugh. Continue your laughter. I haven’t had enough of it yet,” said Hai Luo smugly.

“Yeah, keep laughing in the face of this arrogant Heavenly King,” said Mi Lingyue.

Nangong Yue looked at Jiang Hao.

She hadn’t gone through the process where Jiang Hao would beckon to her and reveal her secrets. She had been curious for a while but realized it was better to not question things like that.

Yinsha had just come up to the fifth floor to find Jiang Hao to ask him for help.

However, when she arrived, the fifth floor was very quiet.

Usually, it would be very noisy.

She was frustrated with the laughing man, but they had to keep him alive to see if he was still useful.

The fifth floor had become a place they didn’t like to visit.

With time, Elder Bai Zhi focused less and less on Zhuang Yuzhen and others.

Why was the laughter gone?

Yinsha saw Wen Zhu staring at Jiang Hao.

She understood what was going on.

Mi Lingyue and the others had mentioned that something like this always happened with Jiang Hao, but she hadn’t seen it.

Those who were often on the fifth floor Imew about this.

Such information couldn’t be spread publicly. If news got out, it would affect Jiang Hao.

He always kept a low profile because he didn’t want to attract unwanted attention.

If there was an issue because of this, Jiang Hao might not want to come to the tower anymore.

It would be troublesome to seek help from him.

They needed to ask Elder Baizhi for permission.

If there were no problems, they could ask him for help in the future.

“Junior Brother Jiang, there’s something I’d like your help with,” Yinsha said.

In the city near the Heavenly Note Sect, Shangguan Qingsu sat in an inn and looked into the distance.

“There is no news about Smiling San Sheng at all. Where on earth is he?”

“Do I have to go to the Heavenly Note Sect? The Heavenly Note Sect has captured people from the Great Thousand God Sect lately. Who are they looking for?”

“Overseas people have suffered at the hands of the Heavenly Note Sect. We can’t underestimate them. I need an excuse to infiltrate the sect.”

“There’s a big problem… If Smiling San Sheng can’t help with the curse, what

will I do?”