Chapter 30

"Sticking your nose where you know nothing about. The topical hero behavior that always leads most of them to their graves!" The guy with a calmer expression, seated at the far end of the jail room, resounded.

His words carried an authoritative aura, sparked from the disdain that coursed through the room.

Being the longest staying among the four of them, he was mostly respected by the current occupants of the room until of course, Jim came flying right in.

Jim's nose stuck out, his gaze drizzling as he returned black stares at them.

The subtle glow of the sun that gently sighed into the room enabled him to map out the faces of the people that were present.

The weak bones boy that he had just gotten off the hands of that jailer, with his nerdy round glasses.

The boy with the dirty and full hair didn't really care about what happened there. And the heavy muscled one that, that just spoke.

His finely chiseled body and the frown that cut through his face gave him this imposing look. They
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