Because of what happened to the goateed old man, Ye Tianzheng and Jiang Qianrong were sent back to the prison not long after.
It was a house that was only ten square meters.
It was simple and dark.
The sounds of mockery and fists pounding on the cage rang out continuously.
Streaks of restrictive power rippled out.
"Yo, the two pieces of trash are back. They're actually fine?"
"B * stard, come here and die!"
Ye Tianzheng glanced at the group of people who spoke and said to Jiang Qianrong,"That person just said that Chen 'er is still alive…"
Jiang Qianrong nodded." I don't know why, but after so many years, I've always felt that some kind of connection hasn't been broken. I'm a mother, and I know very well that it's a connection of flesh and blood. I really feel that Chen 'er isn't dead."
