The three of them passed through a section of the palace and came upon a long corridor.
The corridor seemed to have been built from special metal, with rooms partitioned off one after another.
Many prisoners were being held inside.
"These are all people who violated the Asgardian Realm's laws. My father imprisoned them here," Thor explained.
The three continued farther in when, suddenly, someone in one of the rooms caught Jiang Siming's attention.
The person inside also saw Jiang Siming.
The moment he saw Jiang Siming, the prisoner's formerly calm state shattered, and he became frenzied.
"Bastard! I'm going to kill you!"
The prisoner roared at Jiang Siming. His previously dashing appearance suddenly made him look like a berserker.
Jiang Siming neither grew angry nor backed down. Instead, he laughed and said, "Well, well, isn't this Loki? Haven't you had enough of your punishment? Looks like I should've let you 'eat' a little more that day."
This person was none other than the instigator of the Battle of New York—Thor's cousin, Loki.
"You bastard! Sooner or later, I'll make you pay a hundred times over!"
Loki was so furious that his face and neck had flushed red. No matter how badly the others beat him, he never cared or took it to heart.
But Jiang Siming alone had brought him a humiliation that remained vividly etched in his memory to this day.
Every night, whenever Loki closed his eyes to sleep, he saw that entire truckload of feces. What a disgrace!
It was no wonder Loki hated him so much when enemies met face-to-face.
Jiang Siming showed no expression. He merely looked at him and calmly said three words: "Feces sucker."
Ugh~
As if reacting on instinct, Loki's stomach cramped, and he began dry-heaving on the spot.
"Truck sucks