C2396 Inside the Dust

"Drip, drip."

The crisp sound of water droplets roused Feng Zhentian from his deep slumber.

As he opened his eyes, he discovered he was confined within the gloomy confines of a dungeon, lying on a decrepit iron bed, his limbs shackled by hefty iron chains.

Feng Zhentian struggled to move, but his strength had all but drained away.

He was completely immobilized