"You said the lighting system here had never been turned off, that the light was simply absorbed. So why is it bright now!?"
Little Nine smiled. "Naturally, light produced by ordinary lighting systems can't illuminate this place. But Doctor Yan developed a light source compatible with the Heart Abyss."
"You!" Wang Quan was practically exploding with rage. "Then why didn't you tell me earlier when I asked you to turn on the lights!?"
The smile at the corners of Little Nine's lips deepened. "You never asked."
Wang Quan nearly fainted from anger. Only now did he realize that Little Nine had been playing him from beginning to end!
Bai Ye, who should have slapped Wang Quan for talking too much, did not make a move. His attention was fixed entirely on the pale torture chair illuminated by the ghostly blue chill light deep within the darkness.
An Xiaotong and the others also noticed the torture chair. When they saw the figure bound atop it by pure white chains, their pupils contracted involuntarily!
Fang Xubai!!
Fang Xubai, whom they had not seen in ten years, appeared before them just like that.
His skin was porcelain-white, his white robes immaculate. Two streaks of ink-black tears hung along his cheeks.
His nearly pale fingertips lightly supported the side of his face, one elbow casually resting on the torture chair's armrest. He was asleep, like an Eternal Night king ruling the darkness.
It was clearly a torture chair, yet when he sat upon it, it looked like a throne.
The torture chair was his throne!
Seeing Fang Xubai again, he still had the same face, yet they found him unfamiliar, as though they were looking upon a god.
Moreover, he was completely different from any Evil God they had seen before. Fang Xubai's aura