Vol. 1: Chapter 62: Prison Cell

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"Priscilla Mason.", Zachariel muttered a name. "So you remember me, Zachariel? You bastard, how dare you show your face in here!", Priscilla shouted. Her sky-blue eyes crazily stared at Zachariel. The latter didn't answer back. `Another crazy woman.` He could not understand why women were like this. He closed his eyes and focused on cultivation instead. `Strange, I've become somewhat stronger again. It's like I am cultivating all the time. My body feels a bit weak and tired.` Meanwhile, Priscilla was annoyed by how Zachariel ignored her. "Are you ignoring me? Well then, Zachariel. Just so you know, I messed up your sister, Amelia!", Priscilla blatantly blurted out. This intrigued the other prisoners and was rather interested in the development of their conflict. However, they we

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