Xia Ling was used to these situations. "Can you wait after I've seen Xia Yu?"
The female warden realized that she was acting out of place and hurriedly said, "Sorry, sorry. Of course. Please follow me, I'll take you to see the prisoner."
She led Xia Ling into the visiting area in the prison.
The long corridor was quiet, the deep grey-brick walls creating a solemn atmosphere. Limited skylight shone through the narrow and tall metal-grilled windows, making the place feel even more oppressing. Somewhere deep in the prison, there seemed to be the sound of screams and the knocking of metal. The sound echoed through the empty corridor, sending a chill down one's spine.
Their footsteps echoed through the empty expanse as well.
