The door clicked, and the jailers entered with lights. They were full of wine and food, and before closing the door, they chose someone to stand outside to watch. Cang Ji's hair was pulled up, and the jailer shined the oil lamp on his face.
"Have you thought clearly today?"
Cang Ji's face was pale, he smiled abruptly and said, "I forgot all about it after I had a good sleep."
These jailers are not ordinary people, but people with waistbands and flying fish uniforms. If Easton was by his side, he could tell Cangji what kind of people these were, and he might be able to suffer less.
When Cang Ji's voice fell, the jailer pressed his head to the ground, causing a "bang" sound. Cang Ji hissed in his throat, and his forehead hurt from the impact. Unexpectedly, the next moment, he was pulled up again by Tifa. One person held a lamp and shook Cang Ji's eyes, while the other one was still squatting and asking him.
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