Spirit Hall Prison.
Gangzi had returned to this all-too-familiar place.
This time, the one waiting for him was not Brother Long with a dragon tattoo winding over his shoulder, but another Brother Long who wore an eye patch and was unmistakably a one-eyed dragon.
Gangzi's legs trembled despite himself. The Guards had found him so repulsive that, before bringing him to the prison, they had tossed him into water for a wash and put a mask on him.
"Oh, so this is my next student!" One-Eyed Dragon chuckled and reached for Gangzi's mask. "Why the mask? Feeling shy? Don't worry... about it."
One-Eyed Dragon pulled off the mask.
"Urgh!"
Even One-Eyed Dragon gagged. He looked at the Guards who had brought Gangzi in with open disgust. "Come on, gentlemen. Isn't this asking a bit much of Little One-Eyed Dragon? I'm not that desperate. I can't teach just any student!"
"Not our problem." One of the Guards shook his head. "Turn off the lights when the time comes. It's all the same in the dark. Big Waste Gang might be ugly, but his skin's better than your last few students', isn't it?"
Another Guard chimed in, "That's right, One-Eyed Dragon. His Highness the Holy Son gave the order. Straighten out this problem student, and we'll send the best meals to the prison for you for a whole month."
One-Eyed Dragon hesitated. After pondering it for a long while, he gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and agreed.
"All right! If it's an order from His Highness the Holy Son, Little Dragon will get it done!"
"Good. You're a quick learner." The Guard patted One-Eyed Dragon's shoulder, looking pleased. "Little Dragon, you've got a bright future ahead of you!"
One-Eyed Dragon smiled. "Then please bring over the Teaching Materials I'll need for