"Scarface, take him back. Don't leave him here cluttering up the place."
"And watch how hard you hit him. Knocked-out teeth are a pain to deal with."
The Warden kicked the door again, his tone noticeably more impatient this time, his voice rising a few notches.
"Right, right. I'll take him back now."
As a voice drew closer, Yu Xiaogang's eyes gradually filled with terror.
With his back against the observation window, he ignored the pain and desperately tried to scoot backward across the floor, but his struggles were futile.
A burly, middle-aged man with a bushy beard slowly emerged from the darkness. Countless knife scars covered his face and bare upper body.
He stared at Yu Xiaogang with a savage grin. In the darkness behind him, more than a dozen pairs of eyes watched Yu Xiaogang intently, like hungry wolves.
Yu Xiaogang shook his head desperately, his voice somewhat hoarse and his eyes full of pleading.
"Brother Scarface, no. Let me go, please..."
Even without his soul power sealed, he had no chance of resisting so many people.
And at that moment, he would rather have had his soul power sealed-preferably so thoroughly that he could not even summon his martial soul!
"Don't let you go? Gladly!"
Scarface grabbed Yu Xiaogang, the greed in his eyes nearly impossible to contain. With a pull, he began dragging Yu Xiaogang inch by inch into the darkness.
"Jasmine, look. Your martial soul has disappeared again. Hurry up and summon it..."
"My name is Yu Xiaogang! My disciple is Tang San, and I know the Pope! I'm a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! You can't treat me like this!"
"I told you, your name here is Jasmine!"
"Looks like we still need to teach you the rules properly!"
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