Lu Mingshu took in a deep breath and untied her hair. She slowly put it into the water to clean it, wincing in pain.
"What the hell? How long has it been?" The uncle was full of shock.
"One and a half hours," the old woman said calmly. "Old Man Liao, what do you think?"
After some time, she could hear something coming from somewhere far.
"Strong willpower!" The Old Man Liao gasped. "You should be someone special, right?"
After such a long time of being here, this was the first time someone asked about her origins. After one became a drug man, nothing else was important anymore. Some people here had strong backgrounds, but even after such a long time had passed, did anyone ever leave this place?
As the elders were having a conversation, Lu Mingshu finished cleaning herself up.
To her surprise, the clothes looked simple and crude, but the texture was extremely good. Was it to protect the Drug Lord's precious lab rats?