Chapter 715
James was so hungry that his head was spinning.

Upon hearing the voice, he unconsciously turned his head.

Although the underground prison was pitch-black, the corridor was dimly illuminated.

James could see that a man was standing in the prison cell right next to his.

The man’s hair was disheveled, and he was dressed in rags.

Though James could not discern the man’s appearance, he knew that he was acquainted with the man upon hearing his voice.

“Wh-Who are you…?”

His voice was frai
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