It was night, and the city was immersed in silence, deep within the third underground level of the Shadow Sword Headquarters.
The light in the cells on the third subterranean level was dim, creating a desolate atmosphere. Some members of Sword Shadow continuously patrolled; with a glance, it instilled a deep-seated sense of despair.
Since this was an underground prison, it was perpetually dark; when the lights were on, it was daytime, and when off, it was night, leaving no concept of time.
Meals at set times, sleep on schedule, it's as if one is a domesticated animal, filling one's heart with utter despair!
The environment here is exceedingly oppressive and lowly. If an ordinary person were imprisoned in such a cell, their mood would definitely be stifled, causing significant psychological trauma!
Thus, within such cells, it's not only bodies that are confined but also souls!
However, even in such an environment, Lu Yu seemed to be indifferent.
