"yuck, this place stinks" Lenny yawned, he was strapped to a chair, chained by the Fallen Regulators of Buijun Guild.
Locked in a dirty cell which had little to no ventilation.
They treated him with animosity.
But Lenny wasn't angered by this treatment, All Guilds were vassals of the Great Houses.
Although Lenny had no idea what Great House, this Guild served but he understood they wouldn't be kind to him.
Even if they weren't able to kill him.
They would surely try to make his life as hard as possible, Lenny breathed in deeply "How long has it been?" He whispered.
Slowly opening his deep cerulean eyes, his gaze pierced through the darkness.
He saw everything clearly.
He lingered for a moment, "Since they haven't come for me yet, it means they haven't finalized the investigation"
"But whatever they find, it won't be incriminating since I wasn't the one who killed them" Lenny chuckled.
He kept his loots a secret.
