C747 Monde Goes to Sea to North America

Deep in the night, Xuzhou prefectural governor's prison.

The Warden led the way with a torch in hand. Mi Zhu, who was wearing his usual black suit, was behind them, occasionally flapping his sleeves in front of his nose. Ever since he became the Xuzhou's prefectural governor, he had never been to prison. It was just that this time, things were more secretive, and he did not dare to lie to others