Jiang Chen climbed up from the floor, his head spinning, weak from hunger.
Hearing a sound, he couldn't help but turn to look. Although the dungeon was dark, a faint light filtered in from the corridor outside. He saw it clearly: a man was standing in the iron cell next to his. The man was in rags, his hair long and disheveled. Jiang Chen could not make out who it was, but the tone of the man's voice suggested it was someone he knew.
"You—who are you?" Jiang Chen asked, his voice weak, as if he hadn't eaten in days.
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