The Chen Family affair had drawn to a close, and Windrise Stronghold had settled down.
At least on the surface, the wind was calm and the waves were still.
Chen Shi'an devoted most of his energy to cultivation, visiting the Water Prison every two or three days.
At first, he would stay outside Liu Wu's cage and order the jailers to lower it into the Dark River, only hauling him back up when he was on the verge of drowning.
Later, besides tormenting Liu Wu, he would wander around the Water Prison.
The jailers wanted to follow him, but he waved them away.
After several such visits, he had become a regular at the Water Prison.
Not only did all the jailers recognize him, but even the prisoners in the Water Prison remembered his face.
A month later, Chen Shi'an came to the Water Prison again and, as usual, wandered around between bouts of tormenting Liu Wu.
This time, he wandered up to a cage deep within the Water Prison.
Inside was a burly old man with the character for "slave" tattooed on his face. It was Fu Nantian.
This was the reason Chen Shi'an had spent so much time and energy on Liu Wu.
Over the past month, he had seen Fu Nantian several times, but had never spoken to him.
Today, the jailers had all gone elsewhere, and he finally found his chance.
"City Lord Fu, circumstances prevented me from paying my respects before. Please forgive my discourtesy."
Through the bars, Chen Shi'an cupped his hands toward Fu Nantian in apology.
Fu Nantian shook his head lightly. "There is no need for that, young friend Chen. I never expected to see you again in my lifetime."
Chen Shi'an said, "City Lord Fu, the jailers could come at