What was going on?
Yan Zheng couldn't help but widen his eyes, unable to hide the disbelief on his face.
No one knew better than him what the prisoners in Cell 7 were like.
Even if they were placed in the eighth level of the imperial prison, where thorns were everywhere, this group of people could be said to be the thorns among thorns. Normally, even if they encountered a ruthless character who was stronger than them, they might be beaten down, but they would definitely not yield.
Yan Zheng had never seen such a scene in his life.
Lin Yi tore a piece of cloth from Yu Ba's body and wiped the blood off his hands. He got up and said faintly," I'm done interrogating him. He shouldn't be a spy from Gods."
With that, she walked up to Yan Zheng and patted him on the shoulder.
"I'm sorry, it's a little dirty. Clean it up."
