Come Fight If You Refuse to Accept It!

Wang Chen followed the voice and saw that the one mocking him was a scar-faced jailer.

Wang Chen had some impression of the man. Everyone called him Old Blade. It was said that he had once been a Battle Cultivator in Yongle War Camp, and after retiring, he had joined the Prison Department. There were currently two stripes embroidered on his cuffs.

Wang Chen remembered that Old Blade had a good relationship with Hu Qi and the others. They were considered part of the same clique.

That was probably why Old Blade had deliberately provoked Wang Chen.

Seeing that all the other jailers' attention had turned toward them, Old Blade bared his teeth at Wang Chen in a savage grin. "What, don't dare say anything?"

He had a rather vicious appearance, and his tall, powerful build radiated killing intent, giving off an aggressively overbearing air!

A hint of pity and schadenfreude appeared in the eyes of many jailers as they looked at Wang Chen.

After their contracts expired or they retired due to injury, many Battle Cultivators from the war camp chose to join the well-compensated Prison Department.

Though being a jailer was dangerous, the survival rate was still higher than fighting year-round. Moreover, Battle Cultivators who had survived countless battles often condensed formation killing intent, which could effectively resist the erosion of Yin Sha energy.

Even ordinary Evil Spirits did not dare approach them.

This was because retired Battle Cultivators had always been the mainstay among the jailers in Yongle Dungeon.

Old Blade was somewhat well-known among them.

For a newcomer like Wang Chen to offend an old Battle Cultivator jailer meant his days ahead would be difficult.

One had to know that retired Battle Cultivators had long formed a large circle within Yongle Dungeon. Once a newly arrived