When Alvin Morgan entered Cell 3, the man on the bed suddenly flew into a rage.
"Is there no end to this? Do criminals not have human rights anymore? One after another, you all come to gawk. Am I some fucking monkey in a zoo?"
The man's Martial King Power surged directly toward Alvin Morgan.
Aurora Sinclair's expression shifted slightly. She raised a hand to neutralize the man's attack, then used the surrounding Power of Heaven and Earth to immobilize him.
The man's face turned pale, as if Aurora Sinclair had aggravated his injuries.
"Aurora, let him go."
Aurora Sinclair pressed her lips together. "He'll hurt you."
"It's fine. I'll talk to him. You can go out first."
"No!" Aurora Sinclair replied, her face grim. She even tried to pull him out of there.
"Aurora, I promise I won't get hurt…"
"No!"
"Will you two ever shut up? I'm trying to sleep! Now get the hell out—"
The man on the bed roared, his hoarse voice cracking before he broke into a violent coughing fit.
