Chapter 217 The Strength Of The Wind

• Yulian was taken by surprise when a few prison guards suddenly received a phone call while taking him for a walk, leading him to an office in a hurry.
• Sitting behind the desk with his legs crossed, Tian Dajiang squinted his green eyes, holding a cigarette between his fingers and blowing smoke rings as he carefully examined Yulian. The ends of his mustache moved up and down, giving him a comical appearance.
• Yulian couldn't help but smile at the sight. Tian Dajiang didn't look like a typical police officer; he seemed more like a character from an anti-Japanese drama.