"No, does this place... hold this many bizarre people?"
Kate stared at the list, suddenly at a loss for words. Logically speaking, detention centers and prisons were actually two separate things.
However, Piltover was ultimately an island nation. There was only so much land available, so part of the prison had eventually been expanded into a detention center, serving as a warning to those who committed minor offenses.
Kate had never paid much attention to such matters before. There weren't that many people on the island who broke the law, and they didn't—
"Young Master Wei, did you come here to have us go out to sea and fish?" Old Man Qian still took the lead in asking.
That was certainly something a clever man would say. Unfortunately, he had forgotten the next line: if there was wine in your belly, your head would ache.
The destruction of Jinghong Continent definitely would not have been because he had failed to leave this place. Not long after Du Qianjie jumped into the Deep Ravine of Extreme Ice, he had already died. How could a dead Xiuran Realm cultivator still affect a planet's origin? There had to be another reason. The most likely possibility was that those seven Gods of Magic had tampered with it.
I really didn't know what sins I had committed in my previous life. When I left home this morning, the sun had still been shining brightly. Yet now, as I fled like a rat in the street with a battered suitcase on my back, the heavens had sent down an unceasing rain.
But what if the man in black who had come was someone who had just worked for you and helped you last night? Wouldn't that make the situation completely different?
What about now? Last night,