517 Underground prison (3)

So…..

Earlier the underground prison guards were not looking at her, but at this old man?

Ye Qing Luo felt rather curious about who these people were who had been locked up in the underground prison.

She turned her gaze back onto the old man as she carefully sized him up.

The old man cut an extremely sorry state.

Under the dim lights, the old man's clothing was in shreds and even had blood clots congealed on it.

His dried out hair was dishevelled looking exactly like a bird's nest, as it was tangled severely.

The old man looked extremely dirty as that face was already so black that she couldn't tell what he originally looked like.

Ye Qing Luo suddenly recalled the old man's regretful "few years" time, as the corners of her eyes twitched.

He… surely he had not been locked in this prison for a few years and had not taken a shower right…..