Before long, most of those sleeping prisoners woke up, groggy and muddle‑headed. When they realized what was happening in front of them, they were all struck dumb, then jolted upright, rushing to crowd at the cell doors.
Mo Liancheng did not go open their cell doors.
Instead, he tossed the keys into one of the cells. "If you don't want to die, then run. Take everyone in the cells and run together."
After casually dropping that line, Mo Liancheng turned around with incomparable elegance. His figure merely flicked toward the outside, and he was already at the main prison gate. Time had already been delayed a bit; if things went on like this, those servants who'd gone to clear dishes and hadn't returned might draw some people's attention. If they sent more people over, they would definitely discover something wrong.
By then, if he wanted to leave, it wouldn't be so convenient.
About one quarter of an hour later.
