C253 Divine Punishment Prison

"What's this?"

Yuh Wenming's fingertips brushed against something solid, reminiscent of a table or a bookcase. His eyes might as well have been useless, forcing him to rely solely on touch to discern his surroundings. Abruptly, he stumbled upon a backpack.

Without hesitation, he yanked the backpack closer, emptied its contents, and discovered a Cold Light Staff among the items