Li Huowang kept walking forward. As he moved farther and farther away, Yi Donglai's voice grew fainter and fainter.
Only after he passed through the Second Gate and could no longer hear Yi Donglai at all did Li Huowang finally let out a breath. He was safe.
After quickly changing into casual clothes, Li Huowang walked out through the main entrance. A black car was already waiting not far away.
Casting one last glance at the gray-white White Pagoda Prison behind him, Li Huowang headed toward the car.
The moment he opened the door, he saw Ba Nanxu sitting inside with her legs crossed, scrolling through her phone without even looking up. Her younger brother was driving.
"Get in."
At this point, Li Huowang had nothing left to hesitate over. He bent down and got into the car.
The first thing he did was reach up and tear everything off his face. There seemed to be glue underneath, and it hurt so badly his face stung.
"Is Zhao Shuangdian's network even broader than Qing Wanglai's? You got me out that easily."
"Hehe. If we were breaking an actual prisoner out of prison, that might be difficult. But breaking a mental patient out of prison? That isn't hard. After all, nobody expected anyone to go through this much trouble for a mental patient."
Li Huowang raised his head and said to Ba Shengqing, who was driving, "Do you know where Qing Wanglai and Yang Na are? Take me to them, as fast as possible!"
His legs began trembling uncontrollably, and his emotions gradually surged. "Do you have a knife? I need a weapon!"
Ba Nanxu leaned back, lifting her leg covered in thorn tattoos and pressing it down on Li Huowang's shaking knee. "Why are you in such a hurry? We'll