"Ezreal! How shameless of you to come back!" One of the inquisitors cried out in anger upon seeing Ezreal.
The rotting old man who could be considered as the Vice-Captain of the Inquisitors frowned.
"Why did you come back, Ezreal?"
Ezreal lightly smiled, "I came back, not to cause any trouble but to complete some unfinished business."
"Unfinished business?" The rotting old man whispered. His eyebrows furrowed even deeper.
The other inquisitors also had the same look on their faces while the jail janitors felt inexplicably nervous. For them, Ezreal's name was similar to a legend. They heard about his amazing feats, but ever since he became a traitor of the Kingdom of Nether, they were forced to not speak about anything regarding him anymore.
Nevertheless, it didn't mean that these inquisitors and jail janitors would just forget about his existence.
