Lin Wei's entire body broke out in a cold sweat, his breathing rapid, and his face flushed red.
"No, it's impossible! How, how can you be so strong?" Lin Wei's eyes were filled with shock.
Ye Wudao paid him no attention, instead, he grabbed Lin Wei's neck and slowly lifted him off the ground.
"Let, let go of me!" Lin Wei struggled continuously, but it was in vain.
"I, I belong to the Warden! The Warden is a veteran third-rank titled Martial Artist, if you kill me, the Warden will not let you off!" Lin Wei attempted to use the Warden's authority to intimidate Ye Wudao; "Even if you escape from here, you will never get out of this dungeon!"
"Such a nuisance!" Ye Wudao said coldly, snapping Lin Wei's throat with one hand and throwing him on the ground like trash.
Hiss!
All the hundreds of prisoners inhaled sharply.
"My god, this, this young man is too strong!"
"Lin the Devil actually died just like that!"
"It's, it's terrifying!"
