Lin Mu calmly walked toward the back wall before sitting down against it. His breathing gradually became heavier, his shoulders sagged and he lowered his head while allowing his tattered robes to hang loosely around him.
From every outward appearance Little Bull looked completely exhausted. Even the confusion lingering upon his face seemed perfectly natural. Lin Mu patiently waited and it did not take long for Taegong to appear.
Barely half an hour later, steady footsteps echoed throughout the corridor. Taegong appeared before the prison cell. His expression remained just as calm as before, carrying the confidence of someone who believed every variable remained under his control.
He stopped directly before the barrier and without saying anything, his Immortal Sense spread outward.
