When Chu Hao regained consciousness, he found himself in a cell, his neck still throbbing with pain.
The cell was small, lacking even a bed, so he lay directly on the floor, with very little room to move—walking two steps was impossible, and a cold iron railing was within arm's reach.
He was locked in a dark cell.
Chu Hao couldn't help but mock himself with a smile, knowing that disobedience would certainly be punished, but he hadn't expected it to be so severe that he would end up in a cell.
Fortunately, he had kept the Mustard Seed Ring close to his body; otherwise, in Tianhe County, such an item was not rare and would surely have been discovered. If someone took the Star Stone and "Sky Wind Eight Styles" from it, he would have deeply regretted it.
The cell wasn't very sturdy; he could break out forcefully if he wanted, but that would mean openly defying the Yunliu Sect, which was unwise.
He was still alive, which meant the Yunliu Sect didn't want him dead.