The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The jailer who just left did not turn back in spite of Scarface's screams, as it was way too common around here.

He paused for a moment before chuckling and left without looking back.

Meanwhile, Scarface was clutching his almost broken thumb and cowering in a corner, wheezing.

"Yo!" Someone chuckled. "It seems the newbie can throw down, almost snapping Scarface Tucker's thumb in an instant. Interesting!" Hearing the gleeful laughter around him, Frank looked around and asked, "Can anyone tell me where I am?"

"Eh...?"

"Pfft..."

"No way. The kid doesn't know where this place is?"

"Makes sense. Just look at his blank stare-doesn't look too smart, does he? Someone must have tricked him." Clang...

"Ahem..."

chuckled and commented, silence quickly ensued with the clanging

be heard coughing, as every eye turned toward him in

silent, a far cry from the liveliness when Frank had just entered the

metallic clanging was from deeper within his cell, Frank turned to see a frail, elderly white-haired man

shoulder blade was pierced with metal hooks

hook that cut into his bone effectively stopped his meridian

Blackwater Prison, where Draconia's worst criminals are kept. So? What have you done that

geezer looked up, his chains clanging whenever

eerie sight in

Frank was surprised that the geezer would

as the saying about 'doing unto others' goes, he responded nonchalantly, "Killed a couple of morons, and then someone framed me-they told me there would be an interrogation, but I was brought straight here