Judgement
Qie Xieling and Luo Muchen arrived at the underground dungeon, escorted by the elders. The mercenaries guarding the dungeon bowed their heads and saluted as they saw them coming. Qie Xieling nodded and walked in, followed by Luo Muchen.
The dungeon was dark and damp, with thick iron bars and chains hanging from the walls. The prisoners were crammed into small cells, some of them wounded, some of them malnourished, some of them mad. The air was filled with the stench of blood, sweat, urine, and faeces. Some of these prisoners were the people who offended Master Zi. They had already cleared the innocent but the ones who had committed true and unforgivable acts were left there to rot.
Qie Xieling wrinkled his nose and covered his mouth with a handkerchief. Luo Muchen looked around with a grim expression. This wasn't a place Qie Xieling should be but he had insisted on coming here to see for himself.