James was so hungry that his head was spinning.

Upon hearing the voice, he unconsciously turned his head.

Although the underground prison was pitch-black, the corridor was dimly illuminated.

James could see that a man was standing in the prison cell right next to his.

The man’s hair was disheveled, and he was dressed in rags.

Though James could not discern the man’s appearance, he knew that he was acquainted with the man upon hearing his voice.

“Wh-Who are you…?”

His voice was frail.

“Why don’t you take a good look?”

The bearded man approached James and revealed his face.

James watched the man’s face intently.

After a while, he finally knew who he was.

“Blake Davis.”

The man was none other than Blake Davis, the founder of the Dark Castle, whom James had captured alongside many other highly skilled fighters.

His battle with Blake a few years ago was forever etched in James’ mind.

“That’s right. It’s me.”

Blake burst into a peal of laughter.

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