The Return of the Su

At the entrance of the Ma City First Detention Center, a young man in a worn white shirt stood there, looking around blankly.,Qin Chuan, already withered and emaciated, was covered with all sorts of pipes. Beside him stood a few people, including a middle-aged couple. Although both wore anxious expressions on their faces, Qin Chuan saw through their feigned worry to the cruelty lurking beneath.,For this one glance, I have yearned for a full nine hundred years!。