After briefly gaining the Light Screen, only to fall back into endless darkness, Zhao Doudou was merely a little dejected. He soon perked up again.
Not bad.
I got out of prison, and now I'm back in!
But not as a prisoner—as the Deputy Warden!
"Step!"
Zhao Doudou straightened his clothes, then strode into the prison with his head held high and chest puffed out, pride radiating from his brows.
"My former cellmates!"
"From today onward, I'll take good care of you all!"
"Smack!"
A sharp, chilling crack of wind suddenly rang out.
Caught off guard, Zhao Doudou was lashed across the back. Soul-piercing pain instantly surged through him, making him howl uncontrollably.
"This is an important prison facility. No loud noises allowed!" Erya raised her whip and lashed down viciously.
"Smack! Smack! Smack!"
"Ahhh! Ahhh!"
Surveillance Room.
Like a child who had done something wrong, Erya stood in the corner with her head lowered, rubbing the hem of her clothes between her hands. "Master, he didn't say he was the Deputy Warden."
"..."
Zhao Doudou, who had been tortured until he was in unbearable misery, lay sprawled on the ground and wanted to vomit blood.
Big sister!
You came at me with a barrage of whips! That soul-wounding pain left me only able to scream in agony—I never had the chance to introduce myself!
Jun Changxiao sat in his chair and said, "I'm leaving this prison to the two of you. Help each other from now on, and do not disappoint me."
"Yes!"
Zhao Doudou said through the pain.
Erya muttered inwardly, Can such a little rookie really handle being Deputy Warden?
With Zhao Doudou's strength, managing imprisoned Martial Gods and Martial Saints would indeed be difficult. But one must not forget that he understood the art of