"Miss Zhu, do you know of a place in this world called the Specter Prison?" Ye Chen asked without hesitation.
"Tsk!"
Suddenly, Zhu Ya stepped on the brakes and stopped.
Her beautiful eyes stared at Ye Chen curiously, and the snow-white skin on her chest kept rising and falling!
"Mr. Ye, why did you ask this?"
Zhu Ya's voice was somewhat hurried and trembling.
Ye Chen was delighted. The other party knew about it!
"Miss Zhu, the Ghost Prison is very important to me. If you know, please tell me!"
Ye Chen immediately grabbed Zhu Ya's wrist.
Zhu Ya could feel the excitement in Ye Chen's tone. She thought for a moment and said,"There are countless Ancient Martial Artists imprisoned in the Specter Prison."
Ye Chen's eyes were extremely serious and the veins on his arms were bulging.
Why did those people lock up their parents?
His parents didn't have any strength. They were just ordinary people!
