Yanzi could not control her emotions as she looked at her grandfather in front of her. Even with Xu Tui's warning, her slender figure could not stop trembling. She had imagined her grandfather in the Spiritual Prison countless times. There were a few times when she imagined him to be even more miserable than now.
However, when she saw her grandfather's miserable state, she still could not accept it. She knew that her grandfather was an extremely clean person back then. But now, he was controlled in the prison, with a urinal a meter behind him. The smell could be imagined.
There was blood and a large amount of filth on the wide prison uniform. Her grandfather's status as an Inner Hall Elder did not allow him to receive any preferential treatment in the Spiritual Prison.
However, she was the one who caused all of this.
At this moment, Yanzi was sad, extremely blaming herself, pain, and guilt.
