Nonchalantly, Richard entered the prison. His two hands were resting in his pockets as he whistled a pleasant song.
"Is that?"
"A human!"
The locked-up troublemakers were shocked when they spotted him.
Even if the aliens could emulate a human's appearance. The way Richard carried himself made it apparent what his origins were.
"HEY!" One of the larger criminals gripped the iron bars, catching the Master's attention.
"Release me this instance, and I promise that you will be rewarded handsomely for your efforts!"
Richard's eyes began to sparkle with amusement. Not halting his rhythmic whistling, he went towards the inmate.
"...!"
The eyes of the criminal instantly enlarged. When Richard had been far, he couldn't take a glimpse at his cultivation. But now with them standing so close to one another, he realized the truth.
'A Master!'
The locked man would have begun to jump from joy if he wasn't keeping his poker face.
