Then, Su Mo continued to wait.
Soon, more than half an hour passed!
The prison master still didn’t show up, and Su Mo was not in a hurry. He was going to wait for half a month.
After all, he thought that the prison master, as a slave of the Golden Soul Mountain, probably wouldn’t be able to leave the Golden Soul Mountain at will. He needed to have enough reasons.
However, just when Su Mo was not expecting too much, there was a low knock on the door of the box.
Su Mo was shocked, and immediately closed the window of the box, and opened the isolation formation of the box.
Then, he opened the door of the box.
Outside the door, there stood a middle-aged Wu family in his forties with a blank expression on his face.
“Come in!” Su Mo invited the other party into the box and closed the door.
Although this person’s appearance is completely different from the Prisoner’s, but the aura is not hidden deeply, it is the Prisoner’s aura.
“Are you waiting for me?”
The prison master settled down in the box, staring at Su Mo’s eyes like knives.
“Yes!” Su Mo nodded.
“It seems that you deliberately lured me here, tell me, your purpose?” The prison master said very indifferently, straight to the point.
“Last time, you were in the Hanhuo Mountains. What was the compass?” Su Mo asked directly.
Hearing the words, the Prison Master’s eyes flashed, and he remained silent.
He already knew the purpose of the person in front of him.
“Su Mo is not dead?”
After a long time, the prison master asked solemnly.
“That’s right!” Su Mo admitted generously, because he was already prepared for the other party’s betrayal.
In order to get rid of the lock of Prince Jinhun, he must take risks.
Fortunately, according to his intuition, the possibility of the prison master’s betrayal is very small, otherwise, the other party would not have said that kind of words when he was in the Hanhuo Mountain Range.
“You want me to help Su Mo, and ask the Soul Race to track and lock him?” the Prison Master asked.
“Good!” Su Mo nodded.
“You trust me that much?”
The prison master sneered, and said, “You have cheated on Su Mo, even if you are a member of the Eighth Soul Pavilion, I can immediately suppress you and bring you back to Golden Soul Mountain!”
“you will not!”
Su Mo smiled slightly and said, “If you really love the Soul Race, wouldn’t it be better for you to take action while I’m at Golden Soul Mountain?”
The prison master was silent, as if he was thinking about something in his heart?
“Can it be done?” Su Mo asked directly. He didn’t talk too much about the other party, nor did he ask about the other party’s current situation.
There is no need to ask more about these, and both parties have their own conclusions about everything.
“Yes!” The prison master was decisive, because the compass was in his hands.
Prince Golden Soul thought that Su Mo had been eliminated, so he gave him the compass.
Let him pay attention to the compass in the future. If Su Mo is not dead, there will be a response on the compass in the future.
“What’s the risk?” Su Mo asked. If the risk was too high, he would not ask the other party for help.
“The risk is not big, it can be done now!”
Between the words, the prison master flipped his palm, and a compass appeared in his palm.
Immediately, strength surged in his hand, the compass shook slightly, and a few wisps of imperceptible breath escaped from the compass.
“Okay, Su Mo and Sikong Yan are free!” the prison master put away the compass.
This matter is indeed not very risky, because Prince Jinhun has long forgotten about it.