Time seemed to freeze, making it impossible to tell how much had passed. Perhaps a day and a night, or perhaps two days and two nights—Nangong simply waited in silence until the last man walked out of the cell, hiking up his trousers. Finally, Nangong took a deep breath, pushed open the heavy cell door once more, and slowly stepped inside.
The moment he entered, a pungent smell of milk washed over him, making him furrow his brow. With a crisp snap of his fingers, the puddle of milk splashed across the floor instantly froze into a thick layer of ice. The icy seal locked away the stench, filling the cell with a biting chill instead.
Liu Erlong and Xiao Wu were trembling uncontrollably, their eyes rolled back as if they had lost consciousness. Compared to when they first arrived, both were noticeably swollen, having clearly endured immense torment.
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