The prison tower has seven floors, each unique in its own way.
Its architectural style is undoubtedly beautiful, towering above all other buildings in this city. Its height is enough to signify its uniqueness and majesty.
It has stood in the center of this city for many years.
Yet, it still evokes a sense of distance and tension.
Standing here, it feels as if it's not truly part of here.
People from above look down on people; people below experience life.
This encounter in Irredeemable City was something neither Jiang Wang nor Xiao Shu had ever anticipated.
Unexpectedly met yet met.
When Xiao Shu sensed being watched and looked up, he saw a pair of calm eyes, an ever-clearer silhouette, and the tenacity carved by the wind and frost.
He was certainly not the kind of flawless handsome man.
But he had a unique demeanor all his own.
He sat there.
You could feel his youth, his vigorous vitality, his courage that burned like a fierce fire.
