Chapter 363: Riding the Wind

arden, treating the prison guards as brothers, working diligently and faithfully... yet, after all these years, I'm still just a lowly head jailer.He knew that the little jail was the limit.He had no... surface.Yin Wenhua's sword qi buried underground was thus blocked.>Then came the middle finger, golden sword qi swirling into a sharp cone, spiraling forward, as if piercing through the air and the d...