“Ye Wanwan and Haitang stared at the pieced-together handwriting for half a day, but unfortunately, they couldn’t find any clues.
As the evening approached, Haitang had to escort Ye Wanwan back to Area B for further discussion.
Just as they reached the prison cell door, they ran into Si Xia, who was returning with a hoe in hand.
Seeing Si Xia’s disheveled appearance, Ye Wanwan remembered how he had been the heartthrob and idol of countless girls back in Qinghe High School. She couldn’t help but sigh at the memories.
This is simply unbelievable…
Upon seeing Ye Wanwan’s expression, Si Xia knew she was up to her old antics. He wiped the dirt off his face and coldly remarked, “We’re in this place, and you’re still concerned about appearances? You really have the leisure for that!”
Ye Wanwan raised an eyebrow. “So what? Even if I’m on the chopping block, it’s better to have a good-looking executioner. I’d die more comfortably!”
Si Xia: “…”
Even Haitang beside them was speechless: “…”
The three of them entered the spacious cell one after the other.
Si Xia had been here for quite some time, and he had made a significant contribution by discovering the resource depot. As soon as he entered, some bigshots warmly greeted him. “Hey, Si Chun is back! Any gains today?”
Upon hearing this shout, Ye Wanwan almost choked on her own saliva. “Si… Si Chun?”
As soon as Si Xia heard those two words, he couldn’t take it anymore. He exploded, “I’m called Si Xia! Si Xia! Are you senile or something? How many times do I have to say it?”
The bigshot playing cards nearby chuckled. “Oh, come on, Chun and Xia are pretty similar, aren’t they?”
Similar in what way?
Watching Si Xia’s frustrated appearance, Ye Wanwan couldn’t help but find it amusing. Suddenly, a familiar bigshot approached her from the side.
This man had a small braid tied at the back of his head and a trademark little beard on his chin. Ye Wanwan recognized him as Zhao Gao, the head of the Sihai Gang.
“Hehe, Chief Bai, long time no see!” Zhao Gao smiled and greeted.
Ye Wanwan responded with a smile without a hint of emotion. “Indeed, it’s been a while, Chief Zhao. I hope you’ve been well.”
“Hehe, been well indeed! Chief Bai, pardon the intrusion; Boss He would like a word with you.” Zhao Gao made a gesturing motion.
Ye Wanwan instinctively followed Zhao Gao’s gaze and saw a man sitting on the only decent chair in the cell.
The man appeared to be in his forties, with murky eyes that exuded a disturbing aura, especially when he fixed his gaze on Ye Wanwan; it felt as though he were being stared at by a venomous snake.
Ye Wanwan tried to recall and realized this man was… He Biao, the leader of the Hong’an Gang.
Compared to other renowned gangs, the Hong’an Gang didn’t have a significant overall advantage in terms of strength. However, He Biao had an elite assassination squad under his command that was renowned throughout the Independent State.
This squad had been passed down through generations in the Hong’an Gang, and even the vice president of one of the Martial Arts League’s guilds had fallen victim to this assassination team.
Ye Wanwan had been here for several days without any issues, but today, unexpectedly, He Biao had sought her out.
Seeing that He Biao wanted to talk to Ye Wanwan, the cell fell silent for a moment, and everyone discreetly turned their attention in their direction.
“Stay vigilant, be careful; He Biao is up to no good!”
Ye Wanwan gave Haitang a reassuring look, then calmly walked toward He Biao. “I wonder what Boss He has to instruct?”