Chu Yuan saw a large group of prisoners being escorted into the City of Truth.
"If you have the courage, just kill us. We've fallen into your hands this time!"
The prisoners being escorted looked ashen, their greatest wish was not to survive but to hope that the Truth Holy Land would execute them. They all knew that once they came here, it would be a fate worse than death.
The Truth Holy Land was as beautiful as a brocade, and the streets were filled with laughter and joy, but to them, it was Hell.
"Haha, you still want to die? There's no such easy and cheap thing. Hmph, you killed so many of our companions, now honestly become our slaves to wash away your sins."
A strong figure picked up a whip and lashed them harshly, punishing them.
Chu Yuan saw this, and his heart remained unmoved.
He could certainly guess that the reason the Truth Holy Land didn't execute these prisoners was to extract the greatest value out of them.
