Clang!
When the first ray of sunlight shone into the cells of Red Moon Fortress, the sound of a door opening rang out at the entrance. A handsome white-haired young man was led in by a guard, waking the dazed, mentally weakened prisoners inside.
The guard opened the cell in front of them and, without laying a hand on him, gestured for the white-haired young man to enter on his own. Although he was still wearing shackles, the guard did not treat him roughly—not even touching him. Instead, the guard behaved with considerable respect, locked the door, and left.
"Why are you back?" Luo Jue asked in surprise as he looked at Le Yu from inside the cell.
"Everyone here is talented. Coming back here feels just like coming home, so of course I had to return." Le Yu found a place to sit and could not help yawning, as though he had not slept all night.
This made Luo Jue's expression even stranger. He studied Le Yu carefully for a moment before asking, "You... took a bath, didn't you?"
Le Yu had not only bathed but even changed clothes. They were still coarse hemp garments, but they were clearly much cleaner than the ones he had worn for three days straight. Everyone else had messy hair, some of it tangled together, and looked filthy and haggard, like refugees. Le Yu alone had fair skin and smooth hair, with red lips, white teeth, and a clean, refreshed appearance. With a little dressing up, he could have gone out to receive clients. Sitting in this cell, he was the textbook example of standing out from the crowd.
He had bathed, changed clothes, and still looked as though he had been awake all night... Luo Jue blinked, then revealed an enlightened expression