Yuan Xuangang considered himself a dead man walking, so he had long since come to face death with equanimity.
Sensing the thoughts in his heart, Lu Mingyuan offered a slight smile. "You truly have a strong backbone, Sir. How about you remain in this prison... forever?"
Yuan Xuangang's heart sank at his words.
"What do you mean by that?"
Lu Mingyuan said coolly, "Relay Our edict. Commute Yuan Xuangang's death sentence. It is to be changed to eternal imprisonment."
He sneered at Yuan Xuangang. "Since you hold Great Yan and Us in such contempt, We will prove you wrong, step by step."
While they were speaking, the woman bound in chains to one side slowly began to stir.
"How did I get here...?"
Her very first words made Lu Mingyuan's expression change.
He looked at her face, saw an inexplicably familiar look in her eyes, and an impulse surged from the depths of his heart.
"Mu Xue, is that you?"
