It had been a week.
Ye Qingxuan had sat in jail, waiting for news all this time.
Perhaps one day late at night, someone from the Scared City would bring him out, stick him into a black carriage and let him disappear from this world. Maybe he would be brought to trial in front of all countries and be executed according to the results. Or, he would just spend the rest of his life here in obscurity.
He would age here until he would be thrown out because of some political interests, live a difficult life, and die somewhere.
Although Ye Qingxuan had imagined all kinds of accidents, he had made up his mind to break out immediately after collecting enough information in a few days. But never did he think of this situation. In a way, it could be said to be the worst.
Ye Qingxuan did not think that Ludovic just came here to have a lunch with him.
