While some people were feeling happy over the recent developments, inside the imperial prison, Director Ellis had been imprisoned.
There wasn't a piece of flesh on him that was unharmed, and he couldn't even open his eyes anymore. He could only mumble indistinctly, "I was wrongly accused…"
"You still aren't going to tell the truth?" The Golden Crow Crown Prince snapped, his face pale. It was clear that though he had managed to recover through the Golden Crow Sacred Fire, the process had still taken a lot out of him. He yelled, "Help me get a castration for this bastard!"
The jailer had a shocked expression. Only then did the Golden Crow Crown Prince realize that he had let his anger confuse himself. "Ah, no! Help him get a castration for me!"
The jailer was speechless, practically about to cry. Just who are we castrating?
