Chapter 2 Huangxie_2

The man in the cell to my left was a bareheaded individual with disheveled hair, his hands free from any Magic Artifact that might constrain his True Qi, simply because he had no cultivation level at all. In fact, there wasn't the slightest trace of martial training on his person, as the shackles had already rubbed layers of scabs onto his wrists. Pei Ye recognized the style of his tattered robe, similar to those of Academy scholars he had seen in Bowang City.

He was in the worst condition among them all, but it was he who had just looked up at Pei Ye and smiled openly, his lips parting to reveal white teeth.

"I've not killed..." At this moment, he coughed softly, giving a feeble response.

The last person was a robust man in the cell to Pei Ye's right, the only one who, in addition to the Magic Artifact that restrained him, was shackled at the feet like Pei Ye and wore an iron collar around his neck as a heavy offender.