Junichirō often brought up Yūzō's lovely wife, whether deliberately or seemingly in passing, and even made vulgar jokes. His purpose was to keep planting suggestions in Yūzō's mind and gradually achieve his goal.
As an observer, Ye Feng saw all of this clearly and thoroughly.
Faced with someone who had no limits, and remembering those two pitiful faces, Ye Feng could not help a flicker of killing intent appearing in his eyes.
But Ye Feng quickly reined it in. He knew his objective and would not act recklessly at a time like this.
Junichirō, who had still been joking around, suddenly felt every hair on his body stand on end. A terrifying sense of death abruptly rose within him, as though he would die the very next second.
But the feeling vanished as quickly as it had come.
Before Junichirō could react, it had disappeared without a trace.
Looking at the panic on Junichirō's face, Ye Feng's lips curled slightly, but he immediately changed his expression and teased:
"Junichirō? What's wrong with you? Don't tell me you were the one who got drained dry yesterday! Haha!"
Sure enough, the moment Ye Feng said this, Junichirō immediately put that terrifying feeling out of his mind and protested:
"Bullshit! The woman who could drain me dry hasn't even been born yet!"
With Ye Feng's interruption, Junichirō merely cast a suspicious glance around before guarding the prison entrance alongside him.
That evening, the Criminal Investigation Bureau above the dungeon had already closed for the night.
Ye Feng and Junichirō below could also relax.
At this hour, no one would come to the dungeon unless something major happened there.
Even if something major did happen, it would not matter. One of them would stay to guard the prison entrance while the other was free