'They want to "take care of me"!'
In the prison cell, Ye Wushuang withdrew his Divine Sense, his expression turning cold. 'I can't believe it. Even after throwing me in prison, Chen Kun still isn't done with me. He even sent these two to torture me. How vicious.'
Now aware of their scheme, Ye Wushuang steeled himself. He kept his eyes shut, but his Divine Sense was fixed on the area outside his cell. A moment later, two Prison Guards approached.
From the conversation he'd just overheard, Ye Wushuang knew one was named Wang Er and the other Zhang Ming. Both of them were at the Body Tempering Tenth Layer.
"Hey, look at this guy. He's so quiet!"
The two arrived outside Ye Wushuang's cell to see him sitting cross-legged inside, completely motionless. It was as if he had no idea where he was.
