History's Strongest Prisoner

Dance! Dance! Dance!

Dance?

Bain didn't think he was a great performer.

But seeing the many guards pointing their weapons at them, how dare anyone oppose the idea?

Augh~

He smiled wryly and adjusted his Tutu while being dragged away by Leorio.

He, Bain, never knew there would be a day he became a showgirl... Or in this case, a show boy.

Leorio was taking this matter quite well. And just like that, Bain found himself dancing out towards the stage, with his legs kicking as high as they could.

He didn't know the moves, only following everyone's lead.

Leorio leaned closer, whispering into his ears. And soon, the duo nodded at each other tactfully.

No one knew about their little conversation. And out in the audience, where many ruffians, thugs, mobs, and other elite organizations... Just as one would expect from the Mainland.

The room was layered with smoke from the never-ending stream of cigars and cigarettes getting lit.

Large lights pointed to the stage, illuminating the poor unfortunate souls who c