Mirror Spirit Eye
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Chu Nan locked the door to Han Sen and the blood kirin's jail cell, and he was just about to leave when someone else walked up. It was Prince Swordstar.
"My Prince." Chu Nan and his servant bowed courteously.
"Good work, Mister Chu," Prince Swordstar said. He walked in front of the prison's erected Bai Sema. He looked at Han Sen through the Bai Sema and grinned. "Brother Sixteen, how are you feeling?"
"This place is quite comfy. I get free food, free rent, and I like the mellow vibes. I'm not sure I ever want to leave," Han Sen replied, while lying on the bed.
Prince Swordstar laughed menacingly. "Bai Yi, you really think that no one will touch you because you're a prince? Do you really think you can wash away the crime upon the blood kirin?"
"What if I do?" Han Sen continued to lie casually on his back. The bed was a little hard, but for someone who was used to roughing it, it wasn't a big deal.