A dank, humid dungeon reeked of rot, decay, and sourness. Only one ray of sunlight illuminated the youthful face of a boy imprisoned within.,After a moment of silence, Li Wan'er finally made up her mind and said in a firm voice: "Kill me, I would rather die than go to the teaching bureau. I have no regrets if I die at your hands!","The water isn't processed well, it smells fishy!" Zhu Ying cursed after finishing her meal, looking at the plate of almost-finished braised beef tripe. She instantly looked disgusted!。