"That's my food, Ghost. Aren't you reaching a little too far?"
The Slave got to his feet and glared coldly at Ye Chen. "Don't think winning a few fights means you can throw your weight around in this prison."
"Heh. Well said!"
Before long, a woman came down the corridor. Ye Chen paused in surprise. It was Liss, the Poison Woman.
Liss had changed into a red dress. It was short, cinched at the waist with a single ribbon that showed off her slender figure and left her long legs on full display.
Those snow-white legs were smooth as jade, with the soft sheen of peeled egg whites.
The Poison Woman approached with a graceful smile, her pink leather boots tapping a steady rhythm against the floor.
At the cell door, she stopped and sat in a nearby chair. Then, from somewhere, she produced a bag of snacks and began eating with obvious delight.
Her rosy lips parted and closed around each bite. She wore no lipstick, yet they were alluring, and even her cool eyes held a seductive gleam.
"Go on."
The Poison Woman made no move to interrupt them. She seemed to have come only to watch.
The prison had Ten Dragon Guards, with two permanently assigned to each of its four sections. Iron Hand and Rendfury, for example, were responsible for this section. The Poison Woman was more like Bill's secretary. As long as the Slaves did not riot and the prison remained orderly, she and Bill rarely came here.
But Ye Chen interested her now. With nothing better to do, she had come to take a look. She had not expected someone so young to be stealing another prisoner's food.
Ye Chen glanced at the Poison Woman, then turned back. Everyone thought he would not dare