Ethan was escorted into the second block of the prison.
With the heavy prison gate slamming shut behind him, Ethan raised his eyebrows slightly, taking in everything around him.
The dimly lit cell was permeated with a pungent stench, and the mottled walls bore faint traces of barely noticeable bloodstains.
Dozens of eyes fixed on Ethan, filled with sarcasm, disdain, and an overwhelming brutality.
A faint smile curved at the corner of Ethan's lips.
It seems that d**k has made quite a few powerful enemies. Even in this sunless dungeon, he's managed to gather so many worthless creatures.
Ethan calmly walked over to his designated bunk. As soon as he sat down, a loud voice boomed. "Newbie, look up! Let old Baker have a good look at you!"
A burly man with a face covered in stubble and a
