C132 Mischief

When the fellow prisoners returned, they found Gucci lying face down on the ground, dying.

The young man strode over and rolled over him. "What's the matter with you?"

"I'm fine, I'm not too well. I'll be fine after a short rest." The chief didn't pay much attention and carried him to bed with another prisoner.

Gu Le Chi laid on the bed, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile