Disciplinary Hall, Juvenile Prison!
This prison was where the Sword God Lin Clan held juvenile offenders.
The conditions inside were naturally better than those in ordinary prisons, and it was entirely operated by the Disciplinary Hall.
On this day, after the Disciplinary Hall formally sentenced Lin Jianjia for her crimes, they escorted her to Juvenile Prison.
Lin Jie and the Lin Xiaoyun couple accompanied her.
By the entrance to Juvenile Prison, the atmosphere was especially grave.
"Don't worry. Your uncle and mother have already arranged everything related to your cultivation in there," Lin Xiaoyun told her daughter.
"I know. No matter what, these five hundred years will still be like a bird in a cage. Even if I sneak out, I won't be able to show my face." Lin Jianjia had experienced countless bouts of despair, so she had become much colder now.
Even if she lived more comfortably than other prisoners, it could not change the essence of being imprisoned.
"Jianjia."
As she was about to enter, Lin Jie called out to her.
"Uncle." Lin Jianjia hurriedly turned back.
She knew that only he could change all this, perhaps even avenge her.
"Once you're inside, cultivate in peace for now. Ku is about to die. If all goes well, the future Lin Clan will belong to our New Faction. There will still be room to deal with your matter. At most, within a year or two, there may be an opportunity. Once the Lin Clan erupts into internal conflict, we can find reasons to suppress certain people, and you'll have even more opportunities."
Lin Jie spoke solemnly.
"Yes, Uncle! I absolutely won't give up on cultivating!"
At last, Lin Jianjia saw a glimmer of hope.
Her dim eyes finally regained some light.
"Lin Feng! That little brat Lin... who