After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Yuchi was thrown into a prison cell like a dead dog.
The ones responsible for moving his body were two die-hard loyalists of the Zhou Family. After locking the prison door, they both had looks of disdain in their eyes.
Seeing Yuchi lying on the straw like a young master without any grace, they couldn't help but mock him.
"Is this the president of the chamber of commerce? When I first heard of him, I thought he must be someone extraordinary."
"And now, he's been directly locked up in our underground cell."
"I can't even fathom what goes on in this kind of person's mind. Does he really think we'd be afraid of some chamber of commerce?"
"It's likely because he was flattered by many when he was in Xufu Town, that he genuinely believed himself to be remarkable."
"In reality, he's nothing but a joke, just a mere mortal without even bringing along his bodyguards."
