The Strongest Son-in-law

CHAPTER 112

Many hours later.

At the entrance of the dungeon, the guards were playing the bone-biting game, where a random creature’s bone needed to be crushed between one’s teeth. Whoever crushed all the bones given to them first would be the winner. The woke-dogs that were the guards were enthusiastically playing the game.

However, they all stopped playing and assumed their positions as the four manglers walked out of the dungeon. They looked quite bruised and beaten. Their faces were also off-color.

The guards began murmuring among themselves.

“Wow, they look like they’ve been through hell and came back.”

“Yeah, I’ve never seen them this tired.”

“They went into the dungeon more than a week ago, so of course, they’ll be tired. I’m sure they’ve been fighting on the 65th floor.”

“If more of the top mages actively raid the dungeon, I think we can force our way into the 66th floor sooner rather than later.”

“But we’ve been stuck there for almost five years. There’s no progress whatsoever, as the ce