The next morning, Xu Ba'an hurried to the eighth floor of White Steel Prison. After going to considerable trouble, he temporarily knocked out all the on-duty laborers.
He had secretly taken the key from the warden and made a duplicate.
After opening Cell 205, Xu Ba'an caught a strong whiff of blood... He couldn't help frowning. There was a considerable amount of blood remaining on the clean white cloth stained red on the floor.
Huiye Qianfeng couldn't have hurt himself... No, killed himself, right?
Huiye Qianfeng was leaning motionlessly against the corner, his arms hanging naturally at his sides, his head lowered... There wasn't even a trace of life from him.
Xu Ba'an's heart jolted, and he instinctively stepped closer.
"What are you doing?"
Huiye Qianfeng suddenly raised his head.
Xu Ba'an instinctively retreated a step. In that instant, it was as if he had seen a terrifying venomous snake... He focused his eyes and saw that Huiye Qianfeng's face was deathly pale, his lips purplish.
"I'm asking you—what the hell did you do?" Xu Ba'an said heavily. "I help you prisoners; I'm not doing it so you can bring me trouble. If you injure yourself and something goes wrong, I'll be dragged into it too, understand?"
"You got the silver token, right?" Huiye Qianfeng said coldly. "Did you see anything?"
"Nothing at all. It's just a lousy silver token that can't do anything. Were you trying to trick me? No more special treatment from now on!"
Huiye Qianfeng stared expressionlessly at Xu Ba'an for a few moments. "You took out the silver token. What, didn't the iron token from White Steel City come looking for you last night?"
"It did." Xu Ba'an shrugged without changing expression. "What was it called... Madman? He looked like some crazy pyramid-scheme peddler, and