Soul-Fusion Realm, Demi-plane Devouring Evolution, the Star Luo Empire on the Verge of Destruction

How Fan Yu wished that one day, he could hear words of remorse from Zhou Yi's lips.

Even if she were merely going through the motions and brushing him off, that would still be fine...

For more than a decade, Fan Yu had silently atoned for the mistakes he and Zhou Yi had made, hoping that one day she would come to her senses.

Unfortunately, it had all been wishful thinking in the end.

Just as he did every time he came here, he spoke in a low voice, recounting to himself which former students who had once been harmed he had helped make amends to during this period.

He described those students' current situations and what compensation he had given them.

Zhou Yi simply lay there and listened quietly.

There was no reaction at all. She did not even spare him a glance, like a corpse.

Before long, a rapid ticking sound rang out.

The prison guard pressed the mechanical device in his hand and said flatly, "Master Fan Yu, your visiting time is over."

Fan Yu, who had been recounting the past, froze when he heard that.

Then, after a brief farewell, he rose cooperatively and followed one of the guards out of the cell and into the isolation corridor outside.

"Time still passes so quickly," Fan Yu could not help but sigh.

The guard remained expressionless. Politely, he made a gesture inviting Fan Yu to leave with him.

Soon, they took the elevator they had arrived in back to the surface. Fan Yu's Soul Power and Spiritual Power restraints were removed, and his Soul Tools were returned to him.

Before leaving, Fan Yu took out a bag of Gold Soul Coins and handed it to the middle-aged prison guard who had been sitting behind the registration desk.