[Prison Gate] Behind the prison, sunlight streamed in, illuminating this dark place with unusual brightness.

No one in the lower city had ever seen such a light.

Xu Jiang, who has lived here for twenty years, is also a little uncomfortable.

He even felt that the sunlight was a little dazzling.

"Which city are you from?"

Old Xu suddenly asked indifferently.

Wen Yao could tell that this unattractive old man with a certain odor knew Shangcheng very well.

In fact, there is a high probability that he is from the upper city.

"Jinfeng City."

Wen Yao's attitude was quite gentle, and he sat directly next to Xu Jiang: "Are you not from here?"

"Do I look like you?"

Xu Jiang smiled.

Wen Yao thought about it and nodded vigorously: "Resemble!"

"hehe."

Xu Jiang gave a bitter laugh: "That's right. I've lived here for twenty years. Compared to those above, I should be more like a local here."

"Twenty years?"

Wen Yao's interest in Xu Jiang grew: "Did the team leader leave you here?"

Judging from Xu Jiang's face, he must be around 50 or 60 years old.

But considering that people age faster in the lower city, Wen Yao guessed that he was probably in his forties, the same age as himself.

Twenty years ago, in my early twenties.

They are about the same age as the young people he brought with him now.

So he guessed that Xu Jiang was left here by the team twenty years ago, which was very reasonable.

"no."

Xu Jiang didn't intend to explain further to Wen Yao, but instead asked calmly, "Is the current king of Jinfeng City... still Huo Lie?"

Hearing this question, Wen Yao couldn't help but frown.

This old man actually called "Wang" by his name?

"no."

Wen Yao's face was solemn: "Master Huo has abdicated."

This time, without waiting for Xu Jiang to speak, Wen Yao took the initiative to ask, "Who are you?"

Xu Jiang smiled.

He scratched his scalp.

"Diancheng, Xu Jiang."