A warm draft stirred in the prison, tickling his face.
"What say you?"
After a long silence, the Great Suanni's voice sounded faint.
It sounded drowsy, strained, as if it had forced itself awake and was now a little grumpy.
"Alright!"
Bai Mo gritted his teeth and agreed to the Great Suanni's directive.
Faced with the Great Suanni's profound concern for its descendants, he felt he had no choice but to accept.
"Excellent. Once this is done, I'll give you some rewards..."
With that, the Great Suanni's voice faded away.
Meanwhile, in the prison, a few inmates who had noticed Bai Mo pause for a moment wore thoughtful expressions.
But considering the warden had shown a tendency to use people for pill testing, they quickly averted their eyes before his gaze swept over them.
Sigh!
Bai Mo let out a silent sigh and turned to leave the prison.
The mad cultivator's temperament was erratic. No one could ever predict when he might remember something.
