Whether I was a pusher or a threat, they just left me alone to chatter, and there was no urge to talk.

But when I wanted to struggle to escape, he was able to hold me in time, and he also told me with the strength of his hand that I couldn't escape!

I was so angry by their painless attitude, no matter how I said it, these guys are also living people!

Something is wrong, something is wrong! I thought silently to myself, but I felt helpless about what might happen next.

They kept pushing me down that long corridor, and I saw a small room at the end of that one, unlike the others. The appearance of that small room didn't look like it was supposed to be in his general's mansion.

Its exterior was incompatible with the opulent decoration of the General's Palace, and it looked like a simple little room that had been built hastily and improvised.

Normally. If a guest in the general's palace is asked by someone to go down and change his clothes. Even the worst room will not be like this small room.

I thought about it. This is probably not the same place as the two soldiers I saw entering the room before.

But what was the purpose of them pushing and shoving me in? Could it be that they had already seen through my identity?

After thinking of this, I chuckled in my heart, and a sense of foreboding instantly spread out in my heart.

"You have something to say, at least. I've got to know where I'm going!"

I raised my voice again and yelled at the men, this time much stronger than before.

The first thing I saw was terrifying. Suddenly, he glanced at me lightly, with a slight disdain, or rather disdain, in his eyes.

"Childe, you can come with us, this is the General's Mansion after all, and you don't have that identity to shout here!"

Yo. No matter how I say it, I can be regarded as having a father who is an official in this court. Although all of this is fake, but I am wearing the clothes of my son now, and they will definitely not do anything to me, but what is the attitude of this subordinate?

Could it be that a dignified general's mansion is so angry that even the children of those who were once officials have to be embarrassed?

I sneered, a little incredulous: "What are you talking about? Can you tell me again? Do you know what my father does? Let me tell you, if my father blames you, your head will be lost!"

I thought that such a threat of name would soften their attitude, but it didn't, and on the contrary, I drew even more disdain from them because of such a scornful statement.

"Our son-in-law has already told you very clearly just now, your clothes are wet, and you need to be taken down to change your clothes, could it be that you were perfunctory to our son-in-law just now?"

Well, that's embarrassing.

I shut my mouth in disbelief. Let them drag me forward until I was about to push open the small door.

With a bang, on the other side of the General's Mansion, a deafening explosion suddenly sounded in the courtyard, and for a moment, all the surrounding noises and shouts were silent.

Several of us, without exception, looked towards the place where the voice was coming from.

Several of the servants began to look at each other, and I looked at them with a look on their faces that did not seem to be particularly natural, and I was slightly nervous in panic.

"What's the matter? do you want to go over and have a look?" I tried to suggest, thinking that I might as well follow them and go to the courtyard to check it out.

But then the servant who held my hand, as if he had seen through my thoughts, suddenly eased up from his somewhat panicked expression just now: "This is the private matter of our General's Mansion, there is no need for the prince to get involved, let's go in and change clothes first!"

Before I could get ready, several of them suddenly pushed me through the small door with force at the same time.

I was struck by this sudden surge. The legs were caught off guard, and the body's conditioned reflex was like rushing forward, and it slammed open the closed small wooden door.

I just threw a bite on the ground and gnawed on the mud, and before I could see the layout of the room by the light outside the door, I had just pushed it open, and the small door had already been closed from the outside by several servants inside.

The room was dark for a moment, and my eyes hadn't been able to adjust to the darkness from the bright environment, and for a moment I couldn't see what was in the room.

"Hurry up and let me out, it's too dark, I can't see anything!"

Originally, in this environment, I would not be afraid of anything. But somehow, ever since I was pushed into this room by them. You can feel an invisible sense of oppression.

Out of precaution and survival psychology, I still had no backbone to knock on that door, begging them to take me out!

There were four servants guarding the door, but all of them seemed to be deaf, and none of them heard my shouts.

It was quiet outside, and it was quiet all around, except for my feeble shouts and the sound of banging on the door.

After a moment in this room, I realized that it was not that my eyes had not yet adapted from the light outside to the darkness, but that the room had already been dyed black.

Standing here now, it is like a person in the boundless night, quiet and empty, which makes people panic inexplicably.

I'm a ghost, so I don't think I'm afraid of this environment, but my gut tells me that the silence of the unknown is the scariest thing.

Even though I had seen the surroundings with my own eyes, I could see that there were a few extremely simple furnishings in this room.

It is indeed impossible to see the whole picture like in this small room, which is small, but has enchantments in certain places.

His purpose is simple, and it is difficult to figure out, and his purpose in doing so is nothing more than not to let you see the whole picture of this small room.

I am now a ghost, able to possess human bodies. In other words, I can see it by the power of magic.

But if it's an ordinary mortal who is locked up, then it's a different story.

Even I felt a sense of depression and urgency in it, and I had to worry about this silent environment where I couldn't see the whole picture.

Not to mention those annoying, physical mortals, who are imprisoned in this environment, who cannot see anything for a while, and who are tormented by this strange oppressive atmosphere.

It may not take a day for them to go crazy with this kind of mental torture, and even if someone pulls him out, it is estimated that there will be a shadow of darkness for the rest of their lives.

Could it be that it is the way to punish people in the General's Mansion? It seems to be unremarkable, but it is vicious and abnormal.

This punishment should be. It's a gadget made by the guy behind the fake words outside, but what is the purpose of his doing this?

Also, what did he do when he summoned so many children of dignitaries and people from the rivers and lakes to the General's Mansion?