"Then... we'll just have to take them by force." The corner of Third Lu's mouth twitched, and a flash of cruelty crossed his eyes.
"Not a chance!" The jailer standing at the front spoke in a firm, commanding voice, his expression solemn, earnest, and laced with disdain.
Eldest Lu, Third Lu, and the three jailers stood facing off at the entrance of the dungeon, the air between the five of them thick with tension, a fight ready to break out at any second.
Chapter 135