But when the angel walked out of the dungeon, a look of admiration appeared on his face: "I really don't know where Lord Camille found him, his willpower is so strong. It seems... great things are possible!"
Perhaps no one expected that this Angel Commander was actually a close confidant of Camille, which means he was a heretic all along!
Ling Feng didn't know how much time had passed, he only felt that every part of his body ached, and both his spirit and soul were extremely weak and weary.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw a familiar silhouette sitting beside him.
"Saintess?" Ling Feng said with a slightly hoarse voice.
The Bright Saintess saw Ling Feng open his eyes, and all her worry and fatigue vanished from her face. She gently held Ling Feng's hand: "Ling Feng, how do you feel now?"
Ling Feng shook his head with a wry smile: "Not good, very bad, I've never felt this powerless, this weak. Where are we?"
