"Master, my apprentice's three-year sentence has expired and I cannot stay by your side for the time being."
Black Prison, the deepest cell in Xuanzi District.
Lin Jun was half-naked and kneeling on the ground. On his bronze back, there was a lifelike unicorn tattoo that was majestic and domineering, but unfortunately only half of it was for some reason. An old man with white beard and hair sat cross-legged in the shadows and sighed quietly: "I have taught you everything I have learned. Kirin feeds on dragons. It will be difficult for you to continue to improve yourself if you stay in prison."
"Thank you, Master, for your teaching!" Lin Jun burst into tears and knocked on the ground again. "Qilin returns to the sea, don't bear this blood!"
