"We've now gathered five thousand, three hundred and forty-three people. They're all being held under guard in the nearby county towns. We're keeping them alive on one meal a day. While the expense is negligible, the jails in every County Magistrate's Office are overflowing, and we have no room to hold new criminals.
Most of the death row inmates in Xiangyang Prefecture are accounted for. A few more might trickle in later, but that will be it. We can't just start arresting people based on wrongful convictions."
Cheng Zongyang was taken aback.
'Over five thousand three hundred people!'
But he quickly composed himself and said, "Alright. Bring everyone to the outskirts of the Immortal City. I happen to have a Magical Treasure from the other side that can hold people. I'll collect them all at once and then send them over."
"Understood." Chen Kaishan nodded without asking any further questions. "I'll be on my way, then."
