Inside Jiangnan City Prison, the night followed its usual rhythm.
*Bang!*
The sound echoed sharply within the cramped prison cell.
Ye Chen's fist slammed against the iron bars, leaving behind a visible dent. The metal trembled slightly before settling, the faint vibration traveling through the cell's structure like a suppressed warning.
"B-brother Chen… are you alright?"
Lu Shixun's voice carried both concern and disbelief.
He had seen it clearly. That wasn't normal strength.
In the past few days, the two had grown somewhat close. What started as simple coexistence had slowly turned into familiarity. But the more time Lu Shixun spent around Ye Chen, the more he realized something was… off.
Not just Ye Chen himself and his absurd strength, but the way others treated him.
Trouble kept finding him. Not directly, but very persistently.
