"Commander, Warden has already broken and confessed!"
The Torturer Boen energetically presented a stack of documents to Roland, as if showing off a treasure.
"So soon?"
Roland nodded in satisfaction, "Boen, you've done well. I'll award you twenty-five performance points! Your two assistants will each get ten points."
He took out a pen and found Boen and his team's names on the performance chart on the wall, filling in the scores.
Seeing Roland award him points, although there was no tangible reward, Boen's entire body felt inexplicably lighter, a joy beyond words.
Boen's face flushed with excitement, but he was silently complaining in his heart.
This is called fast?
It's already been three days, Commander!
In these three days, he and the assisting staff were busy without pause, yet still managed to rest in shifts. Warden hadn't closed his eyes for even a second.
