Xue Wei looked around the prison cell he had been given. It was almost completely barren. A bit of old hay that smelled as if it had started to rot was laying on the hard ground.
The entire prison was filled with criminals and deserters, yet the Fierce Beasts were held elsewhere.
"So they group me with the humans," Xue Wei muttered with a wry smile. It seemed more and more likely that someone had started a conspiracy against his uncle rather than actually expecting him to be a Primordial Beast.
Xue Wei found a place on the ground with no hay and sat down. He had still not given up on surviving. He knew that his chances were slim, but he did not want to go down without a fight.
Xue Wei spread his spiritual energy far and wide to grasp the prison’s structural composition. The cell he
