C248 Goodbye to Jin Kun

It was a cool, damp prison. The black iron bars of the prison were gleaming with a cold luster. In the innermost cell, a handsome young man sat cross-legged. A trace of heroic spirit could be seen between his brows. He sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed. Who else could it be other than Jin Kun?

"Tap, tap, tap." Clear footsteps could be heard approaching from a distance