Chapter 110: What kind of good person sleeps in armor? (Please subscribe)_3

Qin Beifeng was, indeed, not wrong in his statement—unless he suddenly ascended to the Heavenly Human Realm, there was no way he could harm himself in his Iron Shell Turtle state.

Cheng Guang watched Qin Beifeng for a moment and, after slightly nodding his head, turned and walked away.

He waved his hand behind him towards Qin Beifeng.

"Fine then, Mr. Qin, you rest up for now."

Cheng Guang exited the military prison.

Qin Beifeng gazed at Cheng Guang's retreating figure, a look of bewilderment on his face.

No, wait.

Princely Heir, what did your "fine then" mean?

Did you agree, or did you not?

Qin Beifeng felt an inexplicable discomfort in his heart, his gaze carrying a trace of sorrow as he watched Cheng Guang leave.

Once Cheng Guang's silhouette had completely vanished from his sight,