The Sahara Desert, Battle Axe Prison!
This was the most heavily guarded prison in the world, as it held none but the most heinous criminals!
Here were murderers responsible for countless lives!
Top assassins who had attempted to assassinate high-ranking officials of various countries!
And also, war criminals who had instigated numerous conflicts!
Beside the areas where criminals resided, which were dark, damp, and permeated with various foul odors, stood a luxurious room comparable to a villa.
The dining table was adorned with delicacies, exquisite steaks, and expensive red wine.
"Mr. Ye! Here are the results of the prison's Chinese proficiency assessment. Eighteen individuals failed!"
The prison warden, now acting like a butler, stood to the side with a fawning expression, holding a report card that he found utterly absurd.
On the sofa, Ye Cangtian, still in his prison uniform, wiped his mouth with a napkin after finishing his steak. He then picked up a fine Cuban cigar and casually said, "Same old rule, no food for those who fail!"
"Yes, yes, yes..."
The warden hastily nodded, then hesitated, "Mr. Ye, you've been in our prison for half a year. When do you plan on leaving?"
"Are you trying to kick me out?" Ye Cangtian raised an eyebrow and looked at the warden calmly.
"No, no, no, absolutely not. It's just that the prison environment is harsh, and we fear it might inconvenience Mr. Ye!" The warden forced a smile that was more painful than crying, while internally cursing up a storm.
Damn it, though they wore the same prison uniform, the ones outside were the actual prisoners, while this man before him was practically a pampered lord!
Although Ye Cangtian had indeed entered the prison as a convict, ever since his arrival, the prisoners in the entire facility had been living in a nightmare.
The fights and killings of the past were gone. Now, the entire prison resembled a school, with a group of burly men forced to learn Chinese every day.
Not only that, but his own luxurious office had been occupied by this man.
Ye Cangtian nodded thoughtfully and stated indifferently, "The harsh environment is secondary. The real issue is the lack of women here!"
"..."
Did you really think this was a vacation resort? This was a prison, not a gentlemen's club!
The warden chuckled awkwardly, then suddenly remembered something. He quickly took an envelope from his pocket, "Mr. Ye, there's a letter here for you!"
"For me?"
Ye Cangtian was taken aback. No one knew his whereabouts. Who sent this letter?
He opened the kraft paper, and indeed, there was a letter inside, along with a photograph.
Upon seeing the handwriting, Ye Cangtian curled his lips and muttered, "I knew it was that old geezer!"
The "old geezer" he referred to was his master, who had raised him from an orphan to a figure that major world powers feared.
However, his so-called master had always been mysterious and rarely seen. The last time they had been in contact was three years ago.
The letter wasn't long, but it revealed a crucial piece of information!
"The old man arranged a marriage for me eighteen years ago?"
Reading the contents of the letter and looking at the photograph of the young and beautiful woman, Ye Cangtian's eyes lit up. "This old geezer finally did something right!"
"This is my fiancée? She's exactly my type!"
Ye Cangtian smiled brightly and beckoned to the warden. "Blair, prepare a car for me immediately, and book me a plane ticket to China."
Blair, the warden of Battle Axe Prison, heard this request and, unable to suppress his inner joy, quickly agreed.
An hour later!
Ye Cangtian, dressed in casual wear, walked out of the luxurious office, only to frown.
A fight had broken out outside!
Over a thousand inmates in the entire prison were brawling with each other.
Chaos, brutality, and bloodshed!
After all, almost all the prisoners here were desperadoes, and when they fought, they were fierce.
"What's going on?" Ye Cangtian's expression was unusual.
Since his arrival at Battle Axe Prison, there hadn't been any fighting or brawling for a long time. Yet today, such a chaotic free-for-all had erupted.
"Mr. Ye, these guys started a conflict while queuing for food, and it escalated, getting out of control!" Warden Blair rushed over.
Violent fights were common in prisons, but never before had it escalated to the point where almost all inmates were involved.
The main reason was that these prisoners had been suppressed for too long, leading to the current situation.
Ye Cangtian looked at the inmates who were fighting madly, each acting as if they were on drugs, their fists landing with solid impact, blood splattered everywhere, as if they were trying to beat each other to death.
He then looked at the more than a hundred guards surrounding the frenzied prisoners, nervously daring not to open fire to suppress them, fearing it would incite a riot.
Ye Cangtian curled his lips, walked up to a guard, patted him on the back, and snatched the gun from his hand.
Without even looking at the prisoners, he pulled the trigger, aiming at the ground.
"Da-da-da-da-da..."
After a burst of gunfire, all the prisoners finally saw Ye Cangtian, and their faces instantly turned pale with fear.
Ye Cangtian looked at these men and sneered, "Got a lot of energy, do you? Not afraid of death?"
Saying that, he casually threw a grenade onto the ground.
The grenade rolled to the feet of several prisoners, whose faces turned ashen, and they jumped around in panic.
"If you're not afraid of death, keep fighting!"
A group of prisoners fell silent. Although they were villains who wouldn't bat an eye at killing; when facing Ye Cangtian, they couldn't even muster the thought of resistance.
Ye Cangtian scoffed, what cowards!
He looked at Blair, who immediately fawned, "Mr. Ye, the plane ticket and car are ready!"
A few minutes later!
Ye Cangtian drove off in a jeep prepared by the warden.
Watching the jeep kick up a cloud of yellow sand as it disappeared over the distant dunes, the once silent prison finally echoed with gasps of relief.
Warden Blair secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This guy was finally gone!
As for the prisoners, they exchanged glances, their faces filled with ecstatic joy.
The Demon King was gone?
At this moment of jubilation, why would they continue fighting?
...
Three days later!
China, Yangzhou City!
Haitian Building, President's Office!
Tang Xinwan stared blankly at the man who had suddenly appeared before her.
"Fiancée? Since when did I become your fiancée? Also, who are you, and how did you get in here?"
A loose-fitting t-shirt, faded beach shorts, and a pair of dirty flip-flops – his entire appearance could be described as scruffy.
Such an unkempt fellow couldn't even get into her company's building normally.
Yet, this man had not only reached her office but also insisted that she was his fiancée, making Tang Xinwan feel utterly absurd.
"It's written in black and white. The engagement was made eighteen years ago, so you are indeed my fiancée."
"Meaning my future wife!" Ye Cangtian stated with a straight face.
Tang Xinwan almost stumbled upon hearing this. Where did this lunatic come from?