At this very moment, Li Xiaobai was rushing to the next convicted felon's residence without a moment's delay.
The speed of the Lamborghini reached its extreme, like a streak of blue lightning flashing through the dungeon.
This time, Li Xiaobai was even more direct. He didn't bother knocking; instead, he drew his longsword and slashed through the air, shattering the stone door in an instant. A figure emerged from the dust, face full of panic.
Dressed in the same red prison uniform, with delicate facial features, this was a young man who had the air of a scholar.
He had been cultivating in his cave dwelling when suddenly, his body involuntarily burst through the door and knelt before the feet of the unfamiliar cultivator outside, totally confused, he had no idea what had happened.
"What's going on?"
"Who are you, and why do you humiliate me thus?"
"I have never met you before, and it seems we have no grudges or grievances, so why are you troubling me?"