"What's with this guy? How did he jump down from such a high building? Should we call an ambulance?"
"Guard! There's someone injured here!"
"Hey! I recognize him, he's been on TV! Heard he's a great hero who does good for the people."
"Look at his hand, it's injured, poor thing."
Discussions of other patients around them couldn't distract Li Huowang in the slightest; he withdrew his gaze from the cell in front of him, raised his head, and started looking around for something.
"Although I've come out from its belly, I'm still in the water. If I don't hurry back to the boat, I might drown!"
Li Huowang kept searching until his eyes suddenly fixed on a distant steel watchtower.
It seemed to be the perimeter of the White Tower Prison, where a soldier armed with a gun was craning his neck, looking around quizzically.
The watchtower was quite tall, standing out conspicuously higher than the surrounding buildings, the highest point nearby.
