The young man in white walked up to Ye Chen's cell. He glanced at the key lying on the floor, then gave a faint nod. Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Good thing he hadn't hidden it. Otherwise, he would have drawn their attention.
The young man glanced at the terrified Slaves inside. His expression softened, and a warm smile appeared on his face.
"I'm Buck Bill, captain of the Prison Dragon Guard. I'm sorry something like this happened under my watch. To make it up to you, I'll give you a chance to escape. Anyone who leaves this cell within ten seconds can go free. I'll even give them the key to their Collar."
With that, Bill stepped into the cell, deliberately leaving the doorway clear.
The Slaves in the cell exchanged glances. More than a few began to hope. One of them worked up the courage to ask, "Do you mean it?"
Bill nodded and waved him on, as if to say he could leave without worry.
Ten seconds... It's worth a try.
Beside Ye Chen, a hunched Pirate's eyes darted toward the door. He kicked hard off the wall behind him and shot toward it like a cannonball. The doorway was only a few dozen meters away. He was sure he could make it, and even if Bill tried to stop him, ten seconds wouldn't give him much time.
As he neared the door, he nearly laughed aloud. A smug grin spread across his face. Then a white blur flashed past—so fast even Ye Chen couldn't follow it. The next instant, Bill kicked the Pirate away.
The Pirate had barely hit the floor when a gust of wind swept toward him. Bill appeared in front of him again. His right hand shot out, seized the Pirate