Inside the Ministry of Justice's Imperial Prison, in the lowest level of the Eightfold Blood Prison, in the deepest room, Le Yu was reading by a sliver of light leaking through the ceiling.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the door. Immediately afterward, a small window opened in the wall. The person outside first took away the white-cut chicken rice Le Yu had finished eating, then sent in a bowl of fragrant Beef Brisket Zha Jiang Yi Mein, along with a bowl of clear, fresh soup.
"Is it time to eat again?" Le Yu closed his book and went over to take a deep sniff. He raised his brows. "I didn't expect to get Pig Food Cafeteria's special Beef Brisket Zha Jiang Yi Mein even here. Thanks for the effort."
The jailer outside showed no reaction. He had no intention of troubling Le Yu, nor did he intend to curry favor with him. He closed the window and left directly. Le Yu was not surprised. He thoroughly mixed the sauce with the noodles, picked up some beef brisket with the noodles, and put it all into his mouth in one bite. The sauce's savory fragrance, the brisket's juiciness, and the noodles' springiness erupted between his lips and teeth. Then he drank a mouthful of fragrant pork-rib soup, whose fresh sweetness washed away the grease.
This was his second dinner.
He had already been locked up here for two days.
When the cell door closed, Le Yu knew that there was absolutely no way he could leave this place on his own.
As the oldest prison in Flame Capital, the Eightfold Blood Prison could be traced back to the era of Emperor Gaozu. Because the Radiant People yearned for light, locking prisoners in a dark underground chamber was enough to plunge them into