"Dao Zi 131?" Yang Xiao unconsciously stopped in his tracks and listened intently.
Hearing the broadcast, Lu Chenzhou also felt a surge of emotion. "It seems they were also attacked by ghosts, just like us, and they managed to escape as well. Prisoner No.199 wasn't wrong, this Dao Zi 131 from the Withered Bone Pavilion really has some tricks up its sleeve."
"Not only did he not die, but he's also willing to share his experiences voluntarily. Either he's genuinely kind-hearted, or he has bigger motives we need to be wary of," Yang Xiao analyzed quietly.
