After years of construction by Golden Jade Pavilion and Ye Jianzhong's management, Golden Jade Pavilion's intelligence network within the Law Enforcement Heavenly Prison could be said to have penetrated every crack and crevice. Their recent pursuit had driven Ye Xiwen into the sky with no way up and the earth with no way down, which was the best proof of it.
No matter where he went, no matter how remote the place, Golden Jade Pavilion would quickly learn of it. Nor was it only Golden Jade Pavilion; the other factions were the same. They had taken root in the Law Enforcement Heavenly Prison for centuries, millennia, even tens of thousands of years. The development of the forces within was simply beyond imagination.
Ye Xiwen was like a mouse in a game of cat and mouse. He was that mouse, fleeing with his head in his hands, with nowhere at all where he could rest.
Had it been an ordinary person, he would likely have left the Law Enforcement Heavenly Prison long ago by now. Yet Ye Xiwen was stubborn by nature and insisted on staying to fight them head-on.
But the effects of raiding their headquarters had been obvious. Many people had clearly been frightened. Although Golden Jade Pavilion was still roaring in rage and frustration, more people had begun considering the longer-term consequences. Ye Xiwen's tenacity had clearly exceeded their expectations. Perhaps many of them did not fear Ye Xiwen now, but what about in the long run?
Especially those convicts. Though each of them acted overbearing and arrogant, and some even dared ambush Ye Family disciples, they were in truth merely a pack of slaves—slaves used to temper Ye Family disciples.
They truly had no rights at all. Even those great figures of the Celestial Realm could be