บท 163: Chapter 163: I'm the Traitor

John's voice cut through the tense silence like a blade. "But I have an offer for you."

Jett blinked, momentarily caught off guard. He tilted his head, his confusion deepening with each passing second.

'An offer huh? What kind of twisted trial is this?' he wondered, his frustration evident as he exhaled sharply. 'This was never part of the story. Guess that means I'm really changing the narrative.'

John smirked, crossing his arms as he gestured to the guard. "I'll give you a chance to prove you're not one of those Laxen bastards."

The guard, without hesitation, began unlocking the cell door.

Rey let out an audible sigh of relief, his posture visibly relaxing. "Finally," he muttered, stepping closer to the bars. "You'll see he's not with those guys." He turned to Jett, his expression a mixture of encouragement and urgency. "Come on, dude, get out of there already. They're letting you go."