Qian Yi only then realized that beside the Prison Chief, there was seemingly another person.
At this moment, his hair was disheveled and filthy, with messy long hair obscuring his vision, making everything look blurry. He reached out to lift the hair off his forehead and saw the person beside the Prison Chief.
This person, he was very familiar with, too familiar!
"Li... Li Qingmu!!!"
His voice, initially hoarse, gradually turned crazy, hateful!
It was him, all because of him, that his life was ruined!
He had fallen into this person's hands!
"Bang!"
He rushed up and crashed into the railing, reaching out as if to grab onto Li Qingmu.
"You bastard, you set me up, you beast, you set me up! I... I will kill you, even as a ghost I won't let you go, ah—"
"Shut up, what are you shouting about? You little beast, this is Mr. Li, the Imperial Censor, what do you amount to, daring to speak to Mr. Li like that?"
