章 293: The Prison Warden's Soul Dissolution Liquor

"Sinners, state your names. If you have not served your sentence and dare to appear in front of the Prison Warden…"

"Hahaha! You'll know the consequences!"

Jiang Li and the others arrived before the bronze door and were about to break out and enter the underground palace.

A burly figure who was ten feet long, had a leopard head, round eyes, and tiger whiskers stood in front of them and spoke in a thunderous voice.

He was sitting behind a long table, wearing a red official uniform that did not suit his style. He held a wine jar in one hand and could not bear to part with it.

Seeing that someone was coming, the Prison Warden of Fengdu City came over and reluctantly picked up a vermilion wolf hair brush on the table and pretended to be working in front of a heavy book.

Jiang Li was not a person who judged a book by its cover, but just looking at him, being able to recognize more than ten common words was considered impressive.