In the water prison, it was dark as night. Hu Sheng was suspended, and her legs were soaked in water. The prolonged immersion had already caused her limbs to swell and rot.
Nearly three years of imprisonment had made Hu Sheng forget the passage of time and the difference between day and night.
But recently, she was suddenly released, and the prison guards even showed mercy by delivering her clean food and water.
Hu Sheng knew that the vicious Summoning Court Summoners would not be so kind-hearted.
She neither ate nor drank.
"Eat while you can. As soon as the Dutian Summit ends, you will die. Better to die with a full stomach than an empty one," said one of the two prison guards who approached, spitting on the ground and walking away, cursing.
So that's how it is. She was finally going to die.
Hu Sheng felt numb and did not look at the food. To her, death might be a form of relief.
"You should eat a little bit," one of the prison guards who remained said suddenly.
