The reason Sikong Jing's expression was so grave was...
Even though they had obtained part of the Thousand Prison Tower's list, getting these unfortunate Thousand Kings pawns to truly rebel against the Thousand Kings Holy Tower was still as difficult as scaling the heavens. All they cared about was their families' safety.
They had to make them believe that he could rescue their families...
Clearly, Old Fat Head had been too optimistic when approaching the Thousand Kings pawns.
That was why this incomparably thorny situation had arisen before they were sufficiently prepared.
Of course it was extremely thorny.
If this Thousand Kings pawn died, her life lamp would shatter directly in Pei Kuang's hands. Pei Kuang might then connect the dots, or even investigate and discover that the Thousand Prison Tower's list had been leaked.
That was an exceedingly serious problem.
It was very possible that all the so-called pawns in the Thousand Prison Tower would be investigated, or even harvested wholesale.
There was no time for idle talk. Led by Old Fat Head, Sikong Jing stepped into the room and saw a woman bound tightly by chains in its center, her entire body covered in wounds...
But Old Fat Head and the others had not inflicted those injuries. She had caused them herself in her attempts to commit suicide.
The chains binding her were likewise there to ensure she had no way to kill herself.
Sikong Jing could also see that her face was deathly pale.
The wounds on her body had already blackened layer upon layer, clearly signs of poisoning. The instant Sikong Jing entered, she stopped her beastlike growling and raised her bloodshot eyes...
Her gaze was like that of an injured mother beast, as though she wanted to devour Sikong Jing whole.
At that moment, Old