Inside the prison cells, Zhu Di and the other disciples of Lee Zhen Ren dressed in the clothes of prisoners sat and got close to the iron bars.
Step.
They started to get ready when they heard the footsteps coming down from the staircase.
Lee Yi Hong followed behind the constables and glanced at the 'inmates' staring at him in their prison cells.
"These prisoners look so healthy and lively. Hope my brother Liao is looking just as good as them." He said and fanned himself with his folding fan.
He had expected Lee Zhen Ren and the Qing Feng Sect to be ready for him, but he was disappointed in their preparations.
Most of those in 'ambush' were only at Qi Concentration Level. Nothing that he couldn't handle.
And even if a Foundation Establishment Level cultivator was here, he had something up his sleeve from the Dark Lord.
"Here he is." The constable stopped and pointed at the prison cell holding all the robbers.
