Just as Fang Yu and Ye Wenjun were settling into the hotel.
The prison had already descended into complete chaos, and all the Orderers rushed to the vicinity, surrounding everything. No suspicions would be let go.
The Divine Race Orderers were surprised to find the Ding steward who had been stationed near the entrance all along.
Currently, the only person they had grounds for suspicion was the Ding steward; no other suspicious activity had appeared elsewhere.
People had vanished into thin air.
Jiang Steward was the boss of the prison.
"Aren't you from the Ding Family, Ding Steward? Why are you in the prison?"
Jiang Steward seemed ignored, as Ding Zhong did not hear him, his expression indifferent.
"Ding Steward?"
"Men, come here."
In an instant, several Orderers appeared around, surrounding the Ding steward tightly.
"Ding Steward is suspected of releasing the fugitive, arrest him."
Swish, swish, swish.
