Lu Bai shook his hand, and his powerful aura gradually faded, returning him to his usual harmless-looking self.
He turned and helped Dao Zhengmu up from the ground. Without a word, he hoisted the old man over his shoulder and headed outside.
At the doorway, he glanced at Section Chief Misa, who lay sprawled on the ground, apparently dead or alive.
Since a new Section Chief could appear at any moment, Lu Bai didn't waste time finishing him off. Carrying the old man, he headed straight for the edge of the prison.
In the end, Lu Bai knew exactly where his weakness lay. If he couldn't close the distance and launch a surprise attack, dealing with a Grandmaster martial artist would be quite troublesome. It was better to avoid one if he could.
Seeing this, White-Browed Bat King, who was badly injured in the corridor, couldn't help calling out, "Young brother, thank you! I, White-Browed Bat King, owe you one. I'll repay you handsomely one day!"
The other two old Grandmasters, who had also been crippled by Section Chief Misa, called out as well. Their message was much the same as White-Browed Bat King's.
It seemed that these older-generation Grandmaster martial artists were all men of honor, unaccustomed to taking advantage of others.
Lu Bai didn't reply, and they didn't mind. After tidying themselves up, they followed him out of A Sector.
As long as they could leave the sector, they'd be more than halfway to safety. After all, the high walls surrounding the prison couldn't stop martial artists.
A short while later, Lu Bai left the large group of prisoners behind and planned to retrace his route back.
Unexpectedly, beneath a corner of the prison wall, he ran into someone he hadn't expected—the driver Dao Master had arranged