Wuying Gao's gaze sharpened, his murderous intent increasing: "Release my big brother, or the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold will flatten your Suzhou Demon Suppression Bureau!"
Prisoner Dragon Stronghold?
Li Qingmeng's eyes showed a heavy look, it was actually those bandits from the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold.
"And you, Sun Jinglin, are you here for the prison break too?"
Wei Fan had never heard of the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold, and didn't care even if he had.
He looked toward Sun Jinglin.
This guy was cultivating Demon Skill secretly, yet he had the guts to join a prison break.
As he knew, Sun Jinglin was merely a Jianghu Wanderer, not appearing to have any connection with the people inside the prison carriage.
Sun Jinglin was already feeling his scalp go numb.
He had realized that he seemed to be caught up in something truly frightening, the Prisoner Dragon Stronghold!
Wei Fan didn't know what it was, but he did.
