The night was deep, and this was a dark and narrow corridor, a closed space that seemed similar but had no end. This was the maze of Purgatory, with thirty-six mechanisms, thirty-six gates of life and death, thirty-six challenges. Each mechanism tested a person's limit of endurance and reflexes. He remembered clearly that in this maze, he had lost twenty comrades, received nineteen cuts on his back, and only after enduring life and death did he reach the exit.
Because now, he had returned here. He had evidently left Sinful City, clearly exited Purgatory, and returned to Mandara Manor... He was no longer the homeless Long Lingli; he was the Second Young Master of the Long Family... No, something was very wrong, what exactly was it?
Suddenly, a sound pierced through the thick darkness, as if calling for help...
"Ling Li, Ling Li, save me!"
Long Lingli, after identifying the direction, hurriedly chased after the source of the voice.
