Ye Wudao completely ignored such insignificant underlings who couldn't make it to the big leagues.
"Take him to the fifth level dungeon!" The deputy warden personally led the team, commanding hundreds of fully armed jailers, keeping a tight watch.
Ye Wudao was escorted into the dungeon.
Upon entering the dungeon, he immediately sensed a foul and fishy stench, a mixture of various odors wafting through the air.
A narrow and deep passage lay ahead, flanked by solid prison cells on either side.
In each prison cell were imprisoned three to five convicts, each emaciated, with eyes glowing green from starvation.
Seeing someone emerging, the prisoners detained on the first level clutched the iron bars, shouting loudly, "Quick, let me out!"
"I've been wronged!"
The deputy warden's eyes were frosty as he said, "Shut up, it's deafening!"
Several cells were opened, and a few jailers brandished iron whips, showing no mercy as they lashed the skeletal prisoners.
