At Penglai Prison.
Yin Shaohua was being kept there.
From the surface, Penglai Faction was a place surrounded by beautiful scenery. Beneath it, lay a giant underground prison. There were at least 80 to 100 people being locked up here. Almost all of them received some form of torturing. Wounds and scabs cloaked their bodies, and they were soiled with so much filth that they could no longer be recognized as humans. There was nothing they could do except to wait for death to come upon them.
Chen Xiaobei and Fang Zi'er were both locked up in the last cell.
"Who are all these people?" asked Chen Xiaobei.
"Mr. Chen… This is not the time to ask a question like this… This is my first time here as well…"
Fang Zi'er was like a deflated balloon. It seemed like he had given up on life.
"Let me tell you about this place…"
