The rough rope binding his hands was cut open, and the black cloth was removed.
He saw a burly man in full armor, coldly holding a gun while looking at him.
Another person was removing the black cloth from his 'roommate'.
"Stay put and await orders."
Behind the burly man, there were also a few people holding guns at the doorway.
Xu Zhentian had never seen such a formation, and he quickly nodded in fright.
After freeing the two of their bonds, the armed men left.
The closed dormitory resembled a prison; looking around, there seemed to be nothing but two beds.
Oh, and there was some sort of daily schedule, but Xu Zhentian didn't pay much attention to it.
His gaze fell on his roommate.
It was a young man with somewhat stern features and a slightly indifferent expression.
It seemed like he was just being locked up, not sent here to be dismembered or anything like that?
Realizing he might not have to die, Xu Zhentian relaxed a bit.
"Hey buddy, what should I call you?"
