Jun Changxiao's Other Identity
Heavenly Origin Prison Suppressing Tower.
The expert known as Old He gnawed on a dry steamed bun as he said, "The Night King will definitely come save us!"
"Exactly!"
Another companion agreed, then used his chopsticks to poke at the cold noodles.
As prisoners, they had not been mistreated, but the food delivered every day was rather unpresentable.
This also showed that Jun Changxiao had no intention of recruiting them. Otherwise, he would have had the Dining Hall prepare delicious meals long ago and use the irresistible fragrance of good food to persuade them into surrendering.
"Alas."
The expert called Old Li said helplessly, "We have failed the Night King's trust."
"..."
Those words filled the two companions who were eating with shame.
They had come to the Cangyun System under orders to rescue the planes being brutally suppressed, yet they had failed to complete a single mission before becoming prisoners. In the end, they even had to make the Night King mobilize so many people to rescue them.
"After we return,"
Old Li said, "we must all plead guilty."
It was not hard to tell from his words that he truly believed they could be rescued.
Creak!
At that moment, the cell door opened.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Old He and his companion hurriedly tossed aside the bun and noodles in their hands, then proudly straightened their backs. That unbending iron-boned spirit once again filled their brows.
"Go in."
Clank! Clank! Clank!
The sound of chains scraping against the ground rang out.
Another prisoner?
The three of them pondered this inwardly, then slowly widened their eyes.
Because the prisoner walking in from outside had disheveled hair and an unkempt appearance. It was clearly—
Old Li cried out in shock, "Protector Feng!"
"..."
Feng Wanli shook his head,