Jin Chaoyang only became aware of his trembling voice as he opened his mouth.
/So cowardly. He was too cowardly. He was a grand yellow-level great talisman practitioner, yet he had ended up in this plight. He truly was being bullied by a quilted hound after he had fallen from grace!/
"I-I confessed everything," Jin Chaoyang stammered. "Th-It was the Holy Son Miyan who hired me. I wanted to open gambit on Miss Qiao and gain an advantageous position."
"Do you see this person?" Duan Yue interrupted Jin Chaoyang with a grin, gesturing toward the pile of dilapidated remains in the corner. "His tendons have all rotted, and he's only skin and bones, yet he's still alive. Do you know what happened?"
"Because the Crown Prince doesn't want him to die so easily!" Duan Yue blinked and said, "You also want to become like this person? I wonder if you can last 30 years inside this dungeon!"
