The owner of the office, Warden Colendan, sat behind his desk, confusion tinged with pallor on his face.
He had clearly lowered his stance already. If these students simply completed their Intern Prison Guard assessment normally, everyone would be happy. So why did they look completely off?
"..."
Warden Colendan clenched his hands tightly, struggling to remain calm.
Meanwhile, not far away on the other side,
Even if Hughberlian wanted to say something, she felt it was already too late. Interrupting and disrupting the plan would only cause trouble for Lanchi and the others!
"Everyone has it hard, but there still have to be rules. It's time to settle your debt."
The three Intern Prison Guards revealed a side completely at odds with their professional identities.
Their bearing and aura placed the warden under unprecedented pressure.
These young people before him were no longer the Intern Prison Guards he had known—those who became wary after entering the prison and understood how to follow the rules. Instead, they gave off the distinct impression of lawless criminals.
Warden Colendan had no choice but to handle the situation before him even more cautiously, lest it lead to uncontrollable consequences.
"I don't understand what you mean. Please explain yourselves clearly."
Colendan said in a low voice.
Seeing Colendan's foolish, blank expression, the Male Priest smiled. He moved even closer, hooked an arm around Colendan's neck, and asked:
"The compensation for Mr. Luo Qi McCarthy's reputational damages, the emotional damages suffered by our two esteemed young ladies, and the fact that we helped keep today's events secret so you wouldn't have to go to the Negative Sixth Floor to undergo Warden Bakas's reform—do you really think any of that is free?"
Their voices were low and forceful as they spoke, their words direct, as though