Mr. Guo smiled and shook his head. Twenty-eight-year-old ninth-grade Wuqings were extremely rare in history. There had never been a twenty-eight-year-old tenth-grade Wuqing. He didn't believe how remote the Lin family was.

A person with bloodline can become a tenth-grade Martial Lord at the age of twenty-eight.

"If you don't listen to me now, don't blame me for not reminding you in the future." After the blind man finished speaking, he stood up and walked out.

"The blind man... seems to have some mystery," the middle-aged man said.

"This old guy likes to say some seemingly mysterious words since he became blind...Zhao Jianlin and Lin Zhiming must stay in the dark prison. First, use the dark prison to polish Lin Zhiming, and then tell him our purpose. By then

, he should naturally know how to do it." Mr. Guo said.

"Got it!" The middle-aged man named Zhao Jianlin nodded.

No one knows why Lin Zhiming was sent to the Dark Prison, except for a few senior leaders of the Dragon Clan.

In the morning, the sun shines into the iron fence.

Lin Zhiming got up early.

Before the iron fence was opened, Lin Zhiming walked to the front of the iron fence and put his hand on the iron fence.

A strong current struck instantly.

Lin Zhiming's whole body was filled with sparks of lightning, and he was blown away by this terrifying current and hit the wall.

"Holy shit, the current is pretty strong!" Lin Zhiming cursed and got up from the ground.

Ren Tiangan was lying on the bed, looking sideways at Lin Zhiming with disdain and said, "If the iron fence is out of power, do you think we will lie in the cell obediently? Idiots."

Lin Zhiming grinned and said to Ren Tianqian, "Now that you're up, come do some morning exercises with me."

"What do you mean?" Ren Tiangan asked doubtfully.

Lin Zhiming walked towards Ren Tianqian with a joking smile.

Not long after, screams sounded.
Chapter completed!