Devils' Prison.
The pitch-black, damp Devils' Prison was dimly lit, it made one feel extremely depressed just being there. The walls were carved with all kinds of statues such as the Abyss Devil King, Devil of Fear, and Four-Winged Devil, which engraved fear in people's hearts.
Lin Jie slept on someone's thigh in comfort as he rested.
Don't misunderstand, that was not Bu Yi but Domestic Fat Cattle. Lin Jie finally realized the advantage of being a fatso—fleshy! That was much more comfortable to sleep on than the Bloodsweeping Cloak.
"He's too tired after all, let him rest for a while more," whispered Bu Yi gently.
