Philosophy Society

"Newcomer, turn around." A cold voice sounded behind Yu Xiaogang, making his body tremble involuntarily.

Yu Xiaogang turned around and finally saw the state of the cell.

There were no beds here, only piles of straw that could be used for sleeping.

The entire cell was dark and damp.

Besides him, there were five other people in the cell.

When they saw him turn around, a burly, bare-chested man with a scarred face smiled approvingly. "Looks pretty fine."

Yu Xiaogang's delicate body shuddered. What kind of savage words were those?

A bald man with glasses, wearing a black short-sleeved shirt, narrowed his eyes and walked up to Yu Xiaogang. He looked him over from head to toe, patted his shoulder, and smiled faintly. "Mm, the build really is good. Quite sturdy."

"Y-you people are...?"

"Oh, goodness, I forgot to introduce myself. How rude of me. It's mainly because no newcomers have come here in so long, so we got too excited. Let me introduce myself. My name is A Jie, one of the members of the Philosophy Society. And you?" A Jie introduced himself.

"I... I'm Yu Xiaogang." Yu Xiaogang truthfully gave his name, though he was still rather confused.

He said he was a member of the Philosophy Society?

Could he really do philosophy?

He looked so rough and burly. He didn't seem like the type.

"Xiaogang, right? That's a good name. Next, I'll introduce you to the other members of the Philosophy Society. This is Scar, a member of the Philosophy Society. You'll have to call him Brother Scar from now on." A Jie pointed to the burly man with the scarred face as he introduced him.

"Uh, Brother... Brother Scar, hello." Yu Xiaogang was still a little afraid. Mainly because this man had just said he looked