Soon enough, the strong man's miserable screams echoed throughout the entire Imperial Prison.
Originally.
The prisoners who had just been laughing wildly at the strong man's words all fell silent at once, their gazes shifting to either fear or dread as they stared at the man who was now beaten raw and bloody.
"Don't worry!"
Noticing the change in their expressions, Ye Liuyun smiled easily and spoke directly.
"No need to panic, we'll go one by one—your turn is coming soon!"
"..."
Is this something good? Why the hell would we be in a hurry for this?
"Mercy! Please, my lord, have mercy!"
"My lord!"
Someone had already started begging for their life.
Unfortunately, Ye Liuyun had absolutely no intention of responding to such words.
Maybe realizing begging was futile, a few started cursing outright, and their language was pretty filthy too.
Too bad for them, Ye Liuyun wasn't about to argue with a bunch of dead men walking.
