Chapter 1
Udu Prison.
Inside this prison, the most heinous and vicious criminals are held. Each one of them is infamous for their past evil deeds.
There are secret agents who stole national secrets, assassins who once targeted presidents, and warlords who massacred tens of thousands of prisoners of war...
Qi Dengxian, dressed in a prison guard uniform, was writing calligraphy in his father's study. His strokes were powerful and clear, his handwriting like a dragon, strong yet imbued with caution.
“Second Master, something’s happened! God of Slaughter and Greedy Wolf are fighting...” A prison guard stumbled in, saying in a panic.
Qi Dengxian let out an 'oh', casually tossed a piece of calligraphy to him, and said, “Take this. And tell them to clean the toilets for three days. If they don’t listen, tell them I’ll dunk their heads in the toilet bowl again.”
“Yes, Second Master!” The guard was stunned, then quickly grabbed the calligraphy and rushed out.
God of Slaughter was a renowned king of assassins in the assassin world, imprisoned for attempting to assassinate the President of the United States.
Greedy Wolf, on the other hand, was the leader of a massive underworld organization, imprisoned for illegally selling nuclear warheads.
“Second Master, this is bad, Butcher is making a fuss, complaining the cafeteria food isn’t good, and he’s injured several other brothers!” Another guard rushed in, flustered.
Qi Dengxian couldn't help but frown, tossed another freshly written piece of calligraphy to the guard, and calmly said, “Make him wash dishes in the kitchen for a month. If he doesn’t listen, I’ll go there myself and hang him in the square for three days and three nights again!”
The guard caught Qi Dengxian’s calligraphy, turned around, and jogged away.
Butcher, a terrifying warlord who massacred over ten thousand prisoners of war, a ruthless man who regarded human lives as mere grass!
“Oh no, something’s happened again! That general who wiped out an entire family in Xue Nation has gone mad again, destroying our cell block!”
Qi Dengxian suddenly felt a headache coming on, tossed another freshly completed piece of calligraphy out, and said coldly, “Tell him to break his own legs and lie obediently in his cell for a month. If he misses even one day, I’ll throw him into the septic tank for a day!”
The guard dared not be negligent, grabbed the calligraphy, and ran out in great distress.
Qi Dengxian couldn't help but tap his forehead, muttering in annoyance, “This tiny little prison is such a hassle. It’s been three years since Dad left without a word, I’m utterly annoyed!”
He left his study, checked his watch, then headed to the training ground for his usual inspection.
On the training ground, the exercising prisoners, upon seeing Qi Dengxian appear, immediately became serious, bowed their heads, and dared not look him directly in the eye.
“Second Master, Second Master, please have a cigarette... Could you help me deliver this letter to my family? After it’s done, I’ll give you a hundred million; my family is rich!” A profiteer who had embezzled national assets, worth hundreds of billions, ran over with a fawning smile, offering Qi Dengxian a cigarette.
“Greetings, Second Master...” The richest man in Huaxia, imprisoned for severe market manipulation, turned and bowed his head.
“Good afternoon, Second Master!” The former head of the American intelligence agency, who had sold national secrets, also followed suit and bowed low.
Not a single prisoner here was an ordinary person. Even if any one of them were released, their reputation alone would be enough to shake an entire region.
But at this moment, they all obediently bowed their heads low and respectfully called out to Qi Dengxian.
“I haven’t been in a very good mood lately, so I hope none of you cause any more trouble,” Qi Dengxian said.
“Uh… Yes, yes, yes!” Everyone was startled, then quickly agreed.
Just as Qi Dengxian returned to his office, a very anxious prison guard ran over, calling out, “Second Master…”
Qi Dengxian furrowed his brows and unhappily said, “What is it now?”
“Ah… This time it’s not the prisoners causing trouble. It’s a beautiful general from outside escorting a prisoner here, a very beautiful female general,” the prison guard said with a fawning smile.
Qi Dengxian simply said, “Oh.”
The prison guard continued, “This female general specifically asked to see the Second Master, and she also said she knows the First Master!”
Qi Dengxian was startled and said, “She knows my father? Let’s go take a look…”
Outside the prison, over a dozen soldiers were arrayed as if expecting an enemy, guarding a cage. Inside the cage was a gloomy man.
“Hahaha, just wait until I get out of here. No matter how many of you there are, not a single one of you will live!” the gloomy man threatened.
The surrounding soldiers, hearing this, couldn’t help but turn their heads away in a flurry, as if afraid he would remember their faces.
Beside them, a young woman with two stars on her shoulders, full of spirit, was extremely angry. Her figure was tall, slender, and upright, and every movement of her hands and feet revealed a heroic demeanor.
She was Yu Xiaolong, the eldest young lady of the Yu family in the capital.
Yu Xiaolong indifferently watched Qi Dengxian emerge from the prison. His prison guard uniform was worn somewhat casually, showing no spirit at all, which made people uncomfortable.
“Are you Qi Dengxian?” Yu Xiaolong asked, her gaze haughty. The two shining stars on her shoulders naturally carried a pride different from others.
Qi Dengxian felt a slight aversion to her gaze and said, “And who might you be?”
“Big Beard, one of the four great terror kings of the underworld. My superiors have designated him to be imprisoned here,” Yu Xiaolong said, walking over and handing a document in her hand to Qi Dengxian.
Qi Dengxian casually signed the document and asked, “Are you looking for me?”
Yu Xiaolong calmly said, “I am Yu Xiaolong. I’m here to make it clear to you that we are not from the same world.”
After Qi Dengxian heard this name, he was clearly a little surprised, then he furrowed his brows.
Yu Xiaolong’s cold gaze fell upon his shoulder: two small white stars, a Level Two prison guard.
“This marriage, I do not agree to,” Yu Xiaolong said indifferently, her eyes carrying a hint of pity. The dignified eldest young master of the Qi family, yet he was here guarding a dilapidated prison.
“Do you have any objections?”
After saying this, she took out a marriage contract and slowly tore it into two pieces right in front of him.
One could see that the soldiers standing behind her also looked at Qi Dengxian with disdain, their faces mixed with a hint of contempt.
A mere Level Two prison guard, how could he possibly be a match for General Yu, who was already a Lieutenant General?
Yu Xiaolong sighed and shook her head slightly, saying with a hint of pity, “I know this must be quite a blow to you. But, as you can see, we are not from the same world.”
As she spoke, her gaze swept across her own shoulder and his.
Qi Dengxian said nothing.
Ngọc Xiaolong handed him a business card and said, "To make up for breaking off the engagement, you can bring this card to me and ask for my help with two matters."
"You used to be the young master of the Qi family, so you should leave this wretched place as soon as possible. Who knows, you might even have a chance to return to your clan."
"The Terror King is being handed over to you; you must always keep him locked in his cell, otherwise, many people will die..."
"To capture him, our army suffered no small loss of elite soldiers, and even I sustained a few minor injuries."
Having said these words, Ngọc Xiaolong turned and jumped into her car, and without waiting for Qi Dengxian to reply, she directly gave the order for her team to depart.
"After he left the Qi family, he truly fell from grace."
"Guarding a place like this, where the sun never shines, no matter how talented one is, their abilities will be worn away."
"I spoke to him, yet he just stared blankly, not even answering a single word. Clearly, he has also become aware of the disparity in our statuses."
Ngọc Xiaolong smiled. If Qi Dengxian were to come looking for her with the business card, she would give him a chance to leave the prison and join the army; perhaps he could then have a modest future.
Qi Dengxian watched Ngọc Xiaolong's retreating back with a hint of surprise, then slowly withdrew his gaze. The business card in his hand instantly crumbled to dust.
"Is she crazy...?"
Qi Dengxian muttered, and casually unlocked the large padlock on the cell.
The Terror King inside pushed open the main cell door a crack, baring his teeth in a grin as he said, "Kid, you should listen to that woman's advice!"
"I never thought you'd have such a connection with Huaxia's Goddess of War, Ngọc Xiaolong!"
"But it's truly pathetic, being dumped by her... Tsk, tsk, I almost don't have the heart to kill you..."
Qi Dengxian suddenly curled the corner of his mouth, *thwack*, and the infamous Terror King, whom the army had gone through countless hardships to capture, instantly collapsed unconscious onto the ground.
"I'm not in a good mood, why are you still babbling on?"
Qi Dengxian grumbled irritably, then grabbed the Terror King's ankle and dragged him, like a dead dog, into the prison cell...
"Second Boss, Second Boss, you have a letter!" A messenger rushed over, stuffing an envelope into Qi Dengxian's hand, and couldn't help but glance in surprise at the new, seemingly dead prisoner.
Qi Dengxian took it and opened it to read, immediately exclaiming with joy, "It's a letter from my father!"