"Clang!"
The iron door of the cell slammed shut with a heavy thud. The newcomers who entered the cell kept silent, making the reverberating hum of the door particularly jarring, echoing alongside the footsteps of the guards walking away.
Eyes converged on Chu Ge, and the pungent air seemed to thicken with a stifling tension.
Soon, the sound of the guards' footsteps faded away. Seven or eight people exchanged looks and began to move towards Chu Ge, who was sitting in the corner.
"Kid in the corner, we're out there working our asses off, and you're here sitting pretty, huh?"
A young man in his twenties spoke first. He was tall and muscular, with thick eyebrows and a shaven head, a broad nose and mouth, muscles bulging even under his clothes, exuding a rogue aura. After speaking, he twisted his neck, causing a series of "crackling" sounds in the air.
