Jian's expression changed instantly. Without hesitation, he thrust his hand through the bars toward Nine's cell.
"Check my future!"
He urged.
"I'm sure I'll meet Kyle."
At that moment, an unfamiliar, slightly hoarse voice spoke from behind Jian.
"It's no use."
Everyone immediately turned toward the voice. It came from the white-haired man chained inside the prison cell where Jian had been thrown. Until now, the man's head had remained lowered, his hands chained behind his back, causing them to overlook him.
But he had been awake the entire time. He had sensed everything from the moment they were thrown into the prison and chained, and he had even heard every word they had discussed until now.
Not only that, but the man's strength far surpassed theirs, causing his presence to become extremely faint. However, now that he had spoken, his previously unnoticed presence finally became apparent.
Jian glanced back at the man.
"Who..."
