They unlocked a gigantic padlock as big as an adult�s body and entered, then a pitch-black tunnel appeared where not a speck of light existed.�

On either side of the tunnel were dozens of iron doors, just wide enough for a person to enter.

Terrible stench was leaking through the gaps in the iron doors.

The men pulling the carts grimaced as they opened a small window in the first iron door. After opening the window, a man crouched in the cramped space was revealed.

His hair was matted, his body was awfully thin and malnourished. He was also only wearing a piece of cloth that barely covered his private parts.�

With no place to relieve himself, the man�s surroundings were filled with excrement. He looked no different from a beast.

The middle-aged warrior, Hwang Ak-chu, knocked on the iron door and said,

�It�s mealtime.�

A subordinate put an unidentified gruel in a bowl and threw it into the iron door.

Clang!

The bowl shook and gruel splashed in all directions. The man crouching inside the cell quickly cradled the bowl into his arms.

Even though there was nothing else inside the iron door, he hurriedly ate the given food, as if it would be snatched away by someone.

Seeing this, Hwang Ak-chu�s mouth curled into a sickly smile.

�Heh! Would you look at that. Even though you�ve made a name for yourself in Jianghu, you�re nothing more than a beast right now.�

�Hehe! Wouldn�t anyone be the same? No matter how great a person is, they won�t be able to do anything in this place.�

�Indeed!�

Hwang Ak-chu nodded his head.

The man imprisoned beyond the iron door was a martial artist who had earned the nickname �Lightning Flying Sword�2 in Jianghu.

He was a wandering warrior, a man of martial prowess with a competitive spirit, who used to roam around Jianghu proving his own strength. But now, he was living a life worse than a beast, locked up like this.

At first, he didn�t take a single bite of the gruel they served.�

But, there was no one could withstand hunger for so long.�

To survive, he had to eat gruel, and eventually, he was tamed like a pig.

Hwang Ak-chu and his subordinates went around giving gruel to the others who were trapped in different cells. Those who received the gruel ate it hurriedly as if someone would steal it.

Hwang Ak-chu and his men sneered at such a sight.

Pyo-wol stood behind them, looking at the people trapped in the iron cells.

Each and every one of them had been eroded by despair.

Judging from the conversation between Hwang Ak-chu and his men, it was clear that all of the imprisoned men were martial artists who had quite a reputation in Jianghu.

It was unknown how they had ended up here. However, judging by their conditions, it was clear that such things had been happening for quite some time.

�Heuk! Please, save me!�

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