"If it were you, wouldn't you be angry? You left just fine, and when you returned, you were immediately thrown into the cell?"
The Fake Owner, the Swallower, asked in a low voice.
"Uh, of course, I'd be angry. It's over, really over this time. Such a big effort was spent on training, and it's been cut short just as it started."
Su Mo was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"But wasn't it you who caused all this?"
"Can you blame me for this? I didn't know this would happen, and it happened right when the old man wasn't at home. Forget it, let's not think about it now; let's consider how to get out of here first."
Su Mo felt exasperated.
At that moment, the sound of footsteps approached.
General Tespu appeared with a group of NCOs, opening the cell doors.
"It's over."
Su Mo watched the aggressive General Tespu and thought.
However, what happened next surprised Su Mo immensely. General Tespu, with a very unpleasant expression, said to the old man and Su Mo,
