It seemed to be different from what he had imagined. He had thought that the extreme refining snow hell would be bloodstained and lifeless.
However, Li Tian and the others could hear the commotion from far away. It didn't sound like the wailing of someone being tortured, but rather, it was a rough cry of excitement.
Through a narrow gap, he could vaguely see the scene inside.
It was extremely lively inside, and there was a hubbub of voices.
"Motherf * cker, get up! I don't have any money, so I'll skin you alive!“
The voice came from a tall man with a scar on his face and a messy beard. A hideous scar extended from his forehead to his chin. One look and you could tell that he was a ruthless character.
His voice was sometimes angry and sometimes happy, as if he had gone mad.
His gaze shifted elsewhere. A group of people with oily faces and yellow teeth were excitedly saying something, their saliva flying everywhere.
