Death Prison.
When Linglong entered from outside, she found it was very quiet inside.
It was completely different from the wailing scenes she had imagined.
The Su clan members were very composed; Linglong even heard the sound of reciting poetry and making couplets.
"What's going on?"
Linglong stopped in her tracks and turned to look at the jailer behind her.
Linglong came holding Zhao Yi's Crown Prince's Gold Medal, so the jailer did not dare to slack off.
Hearing Linglong's question, the jailer's lips twitched, his face filled with confusion.
He hesitated for a while, then said hesitantly: "Your Grace, you may not believe it, but from the day these people were locked in, they've been like this."
It was obvious that the Su clan's demeanor had caused the jailer quite a shock.
Their unusual calmness almost made him question reality.
Upon hearing the jailer's words, Linglong's brows furrowed immediately.
