Lin Tian strode out of the cell, whistling leisurely. He looked more like someone who'd just gone on a spring outing than someone who had just been in prison.
The other three followed him out. Tang Zong's suit was spotless, while Li Shan and Yue Rong were covered in dirt with numerous cuts on their faces, as if they had been severely beaten.
In fact, they had indeed been beaten up, by the person walking in front of them. But for some reason, they couldn't muster the thought of revenge.
Tang Feng was sitting at the duty post by the door, in quite a good mood.
The three young masters from before each came from significant backgrounds and wanted to cause trouble for Lin Tian. Wouldn't that mean an end for him?
Is there anything more satisfying in the world than seeing one's enemy getting their comeuppance?
Especially with those screams from earlier—it was stimulating, to say the least!
Just then, Tang Feng heard footsteps coming from inside the cell.
