Lin Feng propped his hands on the back of his head, just about to roll his eyes in disbelief, when suddenly: "Hiss!",The jailer said, “You should thank me. If I hadn't come here and happened to see you lying against the wall with blood all over your forehead, you would have met the King of Hell three days ago.”,The jailer asked suspiciously, "Why do you have a red handprint on the back of your head"。