Su Li, with Yan Xuan, had unhindered access and walked straight to the first level, which is at the very top, separated by transparent glass, with the vast starry sky overhead.
She pushed open the door and walked in.
In an instant, dozens of eyes turned simultaneously to Su Li who had burst in.
"Good afternoon, everyone."
Su Li greeted everyone present with a smile.
Her sharp eyes spotted Lance and Bro mingling among them.
The plainly dressed, slightly shabby-looking man seated in the middle must be the highest authority of this prison.
Su Li's gaze lingered on him a moment longer, and the corners of her mouth twitched.
Perhaps like her love for beauty, he loved simplicity.
Speaking of simplicity, that was actually a nicer way to put it.
Those surrounding him must be the high-level officials of the prison, dressed normally.
Su Li's sudden appearance was met quickly by some who had already drawn their laser guns, and psychic tendrils swiftly attacked Su Li.
