After half an hour, the two guys came back to retrieve the basket. Seeing that the items in the basket were left untouched, they said nothing and went back with the basket.
After ensuring that there was no one nearby, Lu Mingshu started to fumble around. Even though the cell was simple and crude, there was an invisible boundary put up so that, even with her mystic force, the roof made out of mud and the walls with holes were unbreakable. The iron gate was probably the only way out.
As she was examining the cell, a voice cut her off, "Hey greenhorn, do you not care about the fact that others need to sleep?"
It was a sore voice, and she could tell that the other party was quite old and extremely irritated.
Lu Mingshu stared at the wall blankly. They don't prohibit communication here? Oh right, I could hear the guards just now too.
"Erm, this uncle," she tried to probe, "can you hear me?"