Ling Chen nodded, agreeing with He Ziyun's speculation. The God Organization had already cultivated masters of the Earthly List and might even possess masters of the Heavenly List. It was unnecessary to focus on them; there had to be something amiss.
Thinking it over, Ling Chen suddenly let out a bitter laugh, slapping his forehead. He didn't even know whether he could leave this place alive, so why bother with these concerns? What good was knowing more if he was still doomed to die in the end? Instead of guessing the motives of the God Organization, it would be better to think of a way to escape from this damned place.
While pondering, he heard a light tapping noise coming from the cell next door. Looking through the glass window in the cell, Ling Chen turned and saw He Ziyun knocking on the wall of his cell.
"Mr. He…"
Before Ling Chen could finish his sentence, He Ziyun shook his head and said, "No use, these walls have steel plates inside them; brute force won't break them."
