Whenever the Death Row Squad wasn't on a mission, its members were held in the Heavenly Prison as death-row inmates.
Even so, in theory, if they accumulated enough sentence reductions, they had a chance to... see daylight again and regain their freedom.
As a great power, the Qing Kingdom had a solid reputation on this front. There were plenty of precedents, after all. It was thanks to the Death Row Squad's special status that it had been able to endure in Lan Shan for so long.
Of course, prisoners who completed their sentence reductions and regained their freedom weren't allowed to set foot in the Qing Kingdom again. They were simply exiled at random to the wilderness of another country, left to fend for themselves.
Even so, the chance to regain their freedom was enough to drive these death-row inmates wild.
The word "freedom" was simple, but only those who had truly lost it could understand how important it was.
So, the moment Wu Feifei promised them a sentence reduction, every death-row inmate grew excited.
Someone shifted his feet and shot forward like a cannonball.
"That anomaly's head is mine! Nobody's taking it from me!"
But he hadn't gone far before more than a dozen figures rushed after him. Several even outpaced him with ease.
"Hahaha! What a joke. My big brother, Sinful Twin Scythes, hasn't even said a word, and you, a Cloud Grade Low-tier Tiger Head Spear, think you have the right to speak?"
A nearby old man laughed heartily.
At the mention of Sinful Twin Scythes, Tiger Head Spear's expression stiffened. His speed slowed as well, and the other experts quickly overtook him, leaving him behind.
"...You're just throwing your weight around because of your big brother! Wu Feifei said we had to compete fairly in the