Well, Technically Lin Sanjiu Is Still Alive…
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The balding man was a little groggy after he fell out of the birdcage. He hit the ground hard and rolled across the platform unconsciously, only regaining his consciousness just as he was about to fall down from the platform. He grabbed the edge and raised his head.
His mind was still a muddled mess, and stars whirled in his eyes. He gave a quick shake of his head to chase the stars away.
"What?" He rubbed his mouth, scrambled up from the ground, and began to take in his surroundings.
Even without turning his head, Maxin could sense the tensed atmosphere behind him. The grand prize was standing stiff as a ramrod, his jaw tightly set.
"You… You... Are you the one who re-released me?" the balding man said, slurring his words like a drunkard.
"Yes, you're free now," Ji Shanqing replied calmly.
"Where am I?"