"Hmph, are you joking?" Yi Lixing's pupils dilated suddenly as if he had heard a huge joke. He looked at Xia Guoxiong through the glass as if looking at a fool, "Then let me tell you, if you can't get me out, I'll make sure your son and daughter both end up in here."
Xia Guoxiong's face turned pale in an instant, and he left with the words, "Give me a few more days."
Then, he walked away with Xia Ning, not looking back, which was why they didn't see the ghostly and gloomy expression on Yi Lixing's face.
The father and daughter followed behind the prison guard, walking along a narrow and cramped corridor. In broad daylight, the place was as dim as night, lit only by small lamps at intervals above their heads.
But because the corridor was so high, about two stories tall, the light felt especially distant as it fell, like stars dropping from the sky, providing light but with a very limited range.
