The next day, the morning mist had yet to disperse.
A cool breeze swept through the bluestone corridors of Eastsea City's City Defense Prison.
Though the uproar from last night—when he had torn apart a black-grade mech with his bare hands and shocked everyone present—had already died down, Lu Chuan had been temporarily detained for severely injuring a serving Federation mech captain and damaging standard-issue military equipment.
Lu Chuan had not expected it either.
That trash Guang Biao's mech had actually been official military property!
After going around in circles, he still could not escape a stint behind bars.
"I wonder if Wuyue has seen Mu Chen."
Lu Chuan leaned against the corner of his cell, watching the birds flying freely beyond the iron-barred window, when a wave of sorrow suddenly welled up within him.
However, he was not mourning for himself, but for the Silver Dragon King, who had been bound within the Divine Prison for tens of thousands of years!
One night in such a sealed, dark space was already this unbearable.
Lu Chuan simply could not imagine how the Silver Dragon King had endured those tens of thousands of years!
While Lu Chuan was consumed with worry, Tang Wuyue and Xie Xie had already gone to find Mu Chen.
The moment Mu Chen received the news, he rushed to the prison.
Tang Wuyue and Xie Xie had wanted to go with him, but after Mu Chen reassured them, he had his assistant send them back to Eastsea Academy.
At the academy gates, they happened to run into Wu Zhangkong, who was taking a stroll outside.
At the time, Wu Zhangkong had been planning to go look at the sea.
For some reason, she had been feeling restless all evening.
Tang Wuyue and Xie Xie, both dejected, entered