After the jailer escorted the two into the cell where Chén Lín was, he hurriedly left the dungeon.
The two who walked into the cell first scanned all the prisoners in the cell expressionlessly, and finally, they both cast their gazes upon Chén Lín.
Chén Lín frowned upon seeing this, suddenly having a strong feeling that these two were targeting him.
As expected, not long after the jailer left, the two almost simultaneously lifted their legs and violently kicked towards Chén Lín.
"You're courting death!" Chén Lín's eyes narrowed, a flash of anger in his gaze.
He raised his fists and smashed fiercely at their incoming feet, one on the left and one on the right.
Seeing Chén Lín's actions, the two strong men sneered. They were both born with immense strength, and after stepping onto the path of martial arts, their power became limitless.
Looking at Chén Lín's small frame, which seemed to lack much strength, they even worried that one kick might kill him.
"Bang! Bang!"
The dull thud of impact, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, made the two tower-like strong men cry out in agony. Like broken dolls, they were sent flying by Chén Lín's punches, crashing hard against the iron bars of the cell door, deforming them into an astonishing arc.
"Ah~~~"
The two burly men clutched their thighs in pain, rolling on the ground.
Before Chén Lín could make any further moves, the jailer at the end of the dungeon, who had been observing the situation, heard the commotion and rushed over, shouting, "What are you doing? What are you doing? Everyone squat down! Squat down!"
Chén Lín did not squat down, but watched the jailer's performance with cold eyes.
The jailer who rushed over saw that the iron bars confining the prisoners had been bent like bean sprouts, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.
He didn't dare to scold Chén Lín further. He waved his hand at his subordinate who followed behind him and dragged the two strong men with broken thigh bones out like dead dogs.
In the dungeon, Jailer Lin, who was leisurely drinking, had his mood suddenly interrupted by the hurried arrival of the Yao family Black Armored Army.
"Old Yao, your expression isn't right! What happened?" Jailer Lin frowned, having a bad premonition.
"Old Lin, disaster has struck! I just went to the War God Hall to inquire about the identity of the person we just captured, and found that the person didn't lie. Today, a Martial Student named Chén Lín indeed joined the War God Hall." The Yao family Black Armored Army said with a wretched face.
"Crackling!" Upon hearing this, Jailer Lin's body swayed, and he couldn't stand steady, knocking over the table and chairs in front of him. The good wine and food that had just been prepared on the table instantly spilled all over the floor.
"The sky is falling, the sky is falling! If we have offended someone from the War God Hall, will we still live? I heard that the War God Hall never hesitates to kill if they have a reason, and no one dares to interfere!" Jailer Lin's face turned pale, and he muttered unconsciously.
"The only way to salvage this now is for us to quickly go and apologize to that young man, otherwise, if we truly offend him to death, we're finished!" The Yao family Black Armored Army slapped Jailer Lin's shoulder, pulling him back to his senses.
"It's too late! I couldn't withstand the pressure and sent two Martial Artists for Young Master Zhou. By now, I imagine things are already done!" Jailer Lin said with a distraught face.
"What? Didn't I warn you earlier to wait until I verified that person's identity before taking action? What were you thinking?" The Yao family Black Armored Army's expression turned angry upon hearing this, and he questioned sternly.
"I didn't want to! It's just that Young Master Zhou offered too much, and I couldn't resist at the moment..." Jailer Lin said with a bitter expression.
"Old Lin, you're being foolish! You're usually such a shrewd person, why are you suddenly making such a mistake? Stop talking, let's hurry and go see if there's any chance of salvaging this!" The Yao family Black Armored Army couldn't stand still anymore and immediately grabbed Jailer Lin to go to the dungeon.
"Who is in charge here?" Hè Yàn Jūn entered with Chén Yǔ, his voice stern and his eyes imposing.
The Yao family Black Armored Army and Jailer Lin glanced at Hè Yàn Jūn's waist, and were immediately so terrified by the two gleaming Red Gold Coins that their legs went weak.
"I'm asking you! Who is in charge here?" Chén Yǔ saw that the two were not responding and asked loudly, sounding anxious.
Jailer Lin bowed and raised his hand, replying with a trembling voice, "Reporting to you, sir/lord, I am the jailer here. Whatever your orders, please state them! I guarantee I will do my utmost to fulfill them!"
"Did you capture someone named Chén Lín here today? Where is he? Release him! He is one of our War God Hall people, you are not qualified to detain him!" Hè Yàn Jūn commanded expressionlessly.
Jailer Lin and the Yao family Black Armored Army exchanged glances, their faces instantly turned ashen. Jailer Lin didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest and immediately said obsequiously, "Please wait here for a moment, sirs/lords. I will go invite that distinguished guest out right now!"
After saying this, the two turned to go to the dungeon.
"No need, we'll go together!" Hè Yàn Jūn said coldly as he saw the two dawdling.
"This!" Jailer Lin was immediately somewhat hesitant.
After all, if they went first, they could still create a time difference and get away with an apology. If these people went together, the price they would have to pay to seek Chén Lín's forgiveness later would be much greater.
"What? Is there a problem?" Hè Yàn Jūn frowned, and a powerful aura suddenly pressed down on the two, terrifying them to the point of their souls almost splitting.
"No problem, no problem. We were just afraid the dungeon is too dirty and would offend your eyes, sirs/lords!" The Yao family Black Armored Army quickly explained.
"Lead the way!" Hè Yàn Jūn said impatiently.
Jailer Lin and the Yao family Black Armored Army led Hè Yàn Jūn and Chén Yǔ into the dungeon. Midway, they happened to collide head-on with the jailer dragging the two tower-like strong men.
"Jailer Lin, that person..."
"What person? Hurry up and lock him up!" Jailer Lin quickly interrupted his subordinate's report upon seeing this, and gave him a meaningful look.
The jailer immediately shut his mouth, then bowed his head and nodded in agreement.
When the group arrived at Chén Lín's cell, Hè Yàn Jūn glanced at the iron bars near the cell door, and immediately had some guesses in his mind.
"Senior Hè, Brother Yǔ, you're here?" Chén Lín exclaimed with joy upon seeing the two.
"Yes, after I received Uncle's letter, I immediately went to find Senior Hè! Fortunately, we arrived in time; otherwise, who knows what would have happened!" Chén Yǔ also saw the abnormality of the iron bars next to the cell door and said indignantly.
Jailer Lin and the Yao family Black Armored Army couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that Chén Lín was unharmed.
As long as the person was fine, there was still room for maneuver.
"Open the door and let him out!" Hè Yàn Jūn didn't say much more, directly giving the command in a deep voice.
"We're letting him out right away, right away!" Jailer Lin quickly took the key from his waist and flusteredly opened the door.
The Yao family Black Armored Army bowed to Chén Lín and apologized, "Young Master Chén, I apologize. It was my poor judgment, I failed to recognize true heroism. Please do not blame me, and give me a chance to atone!"
"Alright, then tell me, who sent those two people in just now?" Chén Lín asked with a cold glint in his eyes, his voice deep.