At the entrance of the Ma City First Detention Center, a young man in a worn white shirt stood there, looking around blankly.,Qin Lang had endured nine hundred years of arduous cultivation and finally returned to his status as an Immortal Venerable, yet he never expected to be back in this era. Truly, fate is a fickle thing.,"This Qin Lang, he's simply arrogant! You're his brother after all, how could he treat you like this"。