"Damn you, Julius Reed! There's always someone stronger, always a higher sky!"
Pranay Martinez couldn't help but sneer. "So you have a day like this too?"
"Slap him!"
Pa!
The fat shut-in smacked Pranay Martinez across the face and said impatiently, "In front of the Warden, who dares act unruly? Him dying isn't perfectly normal?"
"Yes." The smile on Pranay Martinez's face vanished in an instant. He clenched his teeth, but didn't explode.
The fat shut-in was one of the Warden's people.
Someone like that, even the head jailer wouldn't dare offend.
Even a big dog has to look at its master.
No matter how the Warden treated the fat shut-in, they could not overstep even half a step.
His originally great mood was completely swept away.
Pranay Martinez's eyes locked dead on Julius Reed.
He suddenly realized that this enemy of his standing before him seemed to have never humiliated him like this.
Even if he had, there was respect hidden within.
