The Nightmare of the Shackling Prison Is Back! / Damn! Jingliu, That Crazy Woman, Became an Emanator of [Finality]!

Hanya cut in, her tone flat, yet carrying a desolate acceptance of fate. "Now, he is an Aeon in the flesh. We cannot even estimate what level of... 'excitement' his 'interest' and 'curiosity' might bring."

Thinking of that, the two of them let out another long sigh.

Jiaoqiu: ...

The Prison of Deep Seclusion—Mo Wang was currently walking around with Huohuo in tow.

"Ah, as expected of the Prison of Deep Seclusion. The moment I came in, I smelled it—the scent of freedom."

Huohuo: What does that even mean? Who would smell the scent of freedom in a place like this?

As the most secure place in all of the Luofu, the prisoners here, never mind getting fresh air, could not even turn over. Where was the freedom?

Faced with Huohuo's puzzled gaze, Mo Wang shook his head and said, "Huohuo, you just don't get it, do you? So-called freedom isn't about what the prisoners themselves are like, but whether they have a heart that yearns for freedom. I believe these prisoners all yearn for freedom very much. Their bodies may be imprisoned, but their souls are incredibly free."

Before Huohuo could say anything, a prisoner's roar came from a nearby cell. "Freedom my ass! Who told you my damn heart was free?!"

The moment that prisoner finished shouting, a prisoner in the cell beside his started roaring too. "Get over here and I'll show you exactly how free I am!"

Faced with these furious prisoners, Huohuo's face went pale, and she instinctively shrank behind Mo Wang.

Yet in the next instant, Mo Wang directly raised his middle finger and roared back at the prisoners, "Bunch of dumbasses! Keep yelling at me, and see if I don't run in there right now and smash all your brains open!"

With that