On the other side.
Lin Fan strolled leisurely towards the Fire Clan prison, slowly, contentedly.
He looked around as if he were on a leisurely outing, not someone about to be locked in a prison.
He would walk and stop, praising the buildings and scenery of the Fire Clan.
The two attendants escorting him to the prison did not dare urge him; after all, he had survived under the High Priest Gong Wenyao's aura of pressure.
This was unprecedented!
And moreover,
He was from the Sumeru Continent!
Their skills were certainly no match for the High Priest, so they didn't dare say much to Lin Fan and could only follow respectfully behind, slowly walking as well.
When Lin Fan finally had his fill, he turned back and asked them, "Where is the Fire Clan prison? Why haven't you led the way?"
The two attendants, bewildered and aggrieved, thought it was their delay, but it was clearly because he wanted to look around and enjoy the scenery…
