The prison of the Frost Guards was located deep within the territory, near the core of Frostguard Mountain. Normally, the prison would be rather empty since the Frost Guards did not like to waste the time and effort on guarding their enemies. If there was no important information that they had to fish out of their prisoners, the Frost Guards usually ended the lives of their prisoners as soon as possible.
But at this moment, the prison was almost completely full.
A lady who looked to be in her seventies had her hands clasped behind her back as she slowly walked down the dark aisle, her light footsteps sounding unnaturally loud in this silent space.
Finally stopping in front of the deepest cell, she peered in through the gaps between the bars and smirked.
"How are you feeling today, Elder Minshang?" her voice was rather hoarse.
