Two black-armored Law Enforcement Hall enforcers stepped forward, seized Chen Changming's arms from either side, and twisted his hands behind his back.
"Take him away!"
Qin Luojing swept a hand.
Chen Changming was escorted as he turned and headed out of the hall.
As he passed Liu Chengfeng, he halted and turned his head to give him a long, deep look.
Liu Chengfeng was smiling at him, the triumph in his eyes wholly undisguised.
"Divine Physician Ning, see you in three hundred years."
Liu Chengfeng spoke softly, his voice brimming with mockery.
Chen Changming said nothing. He merely gave him an indifferent glance, then turned away and followed the Law Enforcement Hall enforcers out of the great hall.
His back was straight and his steps unhurried, as though he were not being marched to prison, but heading to an ordinary rendezvous.
To him, prison was instead a place to enjoy a life of leisure.
Not long after.
Chen Changming was brought to the underground prison.
Inside, the stairs were damp, slick, and dim as they wound ever downward. A moonstone emitting faint ghostly light was set into the walls on either side only every several zhang, and the light was so weak that the path beneath one's feet was nearly impossible to make out.
The air grew increasingly foul, thick with the stench of mold and decay, mingled with the scent of rust and blood, enough to make one retch.
Along one side of the passage stood rows upon rows of cells, stretching all the way into the darkness.
Faint fluctuations of formations emanated from every cell.
Along the way, Chen Changming saw all kinds of prisoners.
They wore gray convict uniforms. Some were disheveled and filthy, some were gaunt as skeletons, and some still bore horrifying scars across their