But Uncle's Heavenly secret Tricky Calculation was different.
In this world, aside from his uncle, there probably was no one else who cultivated the Divine Thought of Gui Tao.
Should he be mistaken for a 'Little Devious Path Person,' it would be disastrous.
Seeing Supervisor Gu Changhuai's still doubtful look, as if suspicion was not entirely dispelled, Mo Hua decided to "strike first and gain the upper hand" and proactively asked:
"Uncle Gu, have you figured anything out?"
"How did Flower Gentleman die?"
"Who killed him?"
"Could it be…"
Mo Hua raised his eyebrows and glanced at the two Enforcement Leaders in charge of the prison.
Immediately, the two Enforcement Leaders broke out in a cold sweat, pleading with Supervisor Gu Changhuai:
"Supervisor Gu!"
"Although we were negligent, the death of this Sin Cultivator really has nothing to do with us..."
"How would we dare to break the law knowing the law, killing in the Taoist Prison..."
"Supervisor Gu, please discern clearly!"
"Supervisor Gu…"
Supervisor Gu Changhuai, interrupted by the two, broke his stream of thoughts and forgot about his entanglement with Mo Hua.
"All right." Supervisor Gu Changhuai's gaze grew icy as he surveyed the two, "Handle this according to the rules, penalize where necessary, go on down."
The two did not dare to disobey Supervisor Gu Changhuai and bowed, saying: "Yes."
And then they both left.
Supervisor Gu Changhuai wanted to say something to Mo Hua, but he lifted his head, looked at the gloomy and sealed ceiling of the prison, shook his head, and dismissed the thought.
"Let's go out..." said Supervisor Gu Changhuai.
"Oh."
Mo Hua followed Supervisor Gu Changhuai out of the Taoist Prison.
But as they left, Mo Hua quietly looked back at the dead Flower Gentleman.
Flower Gentleman in life was like a fresh blossom, handsome and dashing, indulging in pleasures, unknown how many women he had exploited.
In death, however, unknown to anyone, leaving behind ragged clothes and a filthy, decaying body.
Indeed, in this world, all pleasures of the flesh are but illusions.
And...
Flower Gentleman died too naturally.
Without a trace of human intervention.
Just now, his pupils darkened, secrets merged, and he couldn't glimpse any trace of cause and effect.
The method behind this murder was extremely sophisticated.
"The best way to mask cause and effect is to let it proceed naturally, without involving karma..."