But the words died on his lips as he met Qin Tianlin's indifferent eyes, and he swallowed his reprimand.
Just as he was about to say something else, he saw that Qin Tianlin had already walked out.
He descended the metal staircase one step at a time, arriving at the prison cells on the building's lowest floor. Following an identity verification, the hydraulic doors opened, and matte gray composite armor plates slid across the floor.
Faintly glowing blue Energy lines were embedded in the seams of the walls. The main corridor was lined on both sides with metal cages.
"What in the world is your Qin Family trying to do?"
A fierce roar suddenly erupted from one side. It was a gaunt, middle-aged man whose arms had been severed. He had formed new limbs from crimson flames, and they gripped the metal railings, letting out a SIZZLING sound. His face was twisted in a snarl as he gritted his teeth and bellowed.
There were many others like him in the surrounding cells.
