At the start, the few of them hadn't seen Jiang Lu's face.
They had only seen his clothes, which were the same as those of the Law Enforcer who had brought them in, so they instinctively thought he really was a Law Enforcer.
"Didn't they say that everything would be fine after we confessed? They never mentioned anything about a death sentence..."
The Performer started questioning subconsciously.
But when he saw Jiang Lu's face clearly, his mind buzzed.
"How come..."
All calmness drained from Sickle's face, replaced by a flicker of joy: "So you're alright?"
Jin Yao sized Jiang Lu up and down; the coldness in her eyes instantly melted away, replaced by full tenderness.
Although she didn't know where he had obtained the uniform, a man in a uniform indeed had a unique charm... She couldn't help but ponder to herself.
