Judicial Bureau, Prison Gate.
One of the managers of the Tasting Commerce Association, Ulat, walked out of the prison gate slowly.
His elegant tailcoat had long been replaced by a black and white prison uniform, yet he still maintained his own elegance. He held a wooden stick as a cane, standing tall with his back straight, striding out of the prison gate.
Compared to his calm demeanor in the face of danger, the bloodied and blurred figure behind him appeared extremely embarrassed.
Ten Directions Blade.
He was also bailed out by the Tasting Commerce Association, but compared to Ulat, who, although embarrassed, showed no signs of injury, Ten Directions Blade was utterly miserable.
His body was covered in scars from whippings, with whip marks crisscrossing his prison uniform.
Covered in blood.
An Nishang didn't kill him, but she certainly didn't let him off easy. The torture in the prison's punishment room had left Ten Directions Blade somewhat dazed.
