Within the sealed interrogation room, another person appeared at some unknown time.
It was a young man who looked only about eighteen or nineteen years old.
He hugged his arms, leaned his knees against the wall, and whistled at Ye Wanlan.
Upon seeing Ye Wanlan, Lan Xin screamed once more, "You, you are..."
"A little punisher, though not entirely useless." The boy's gaze fell on Lan Xin, he clenched his fist and clicked his tongue, "It's a pity, she's already a Time Escapee now. How could you possibly deal with her?"
"Greetings, Master..." Lan Xin's heart was filled with humiliation, but the pressure from the boy was too strong, so she dared not speak or show her anger.
"Oh, let me see—" The boy scrutinized Ye Wanlan, "A Time Escapee imprisoned for nine hundred and ninety-nine years, your power can rival that of an average Judge now."
