Dead?
Having experienced too many fake deaths, Julius Reed didn't believe in death at all.
But an illness?
Sudden death?
Nonsense!
Anyone who could sit in the position of Inspector-General was invariably a Great Grandmaster-level figure.
Such figures, though not immune to all ailments, could only be killed by assassination, extremely rare viruses, or the Heavenly Dao itself.
But at the time, Jeron Marsh was in his prime!
He had just taken in eighteen concubines!
A martial artist of such formidable strength, suddenly dying?
And dying collectively?
When Julius Reed questioned them one by one, sure enough, he remembered those high-ranking officials with blood-red eyes who had participated in the rebellion—all had met sudden deaths.
"The prison…"
Julius Reed murmured repeatedly.
Could it be that all the secrets were hidden in that so-called prison?
From Pendleton's founding to the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance's betrayal!
Who exactly was imprisoned in that place?
