Chapter 3: Pampered Rich Boy

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

 

This Martial Dao expert could really eat.

Half a bucket of porridge poured straight into the man’s stomach.

Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said, “Sir, may I know your name?”

The man ignored Zhou Yi and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing. His internal organs buzzed, and his muscles and bones trembled.

Blech!

The man spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as white as snow, and his spirit immediately weakened.

Zhou Yi watched from his side, noting to himself that the man’s healing process wasn’t going so well after all.

 

“What vicious poison!”

The man spit blood again as he spoke. “My name is Wei Chang.”

“What would you prefer to eat, sir? Shall I bring some tomorrow?” Zhou Yi had also brought in food for the prisoners before. He could sell it at a price a hundred times higher than outside, and the money he earned had already bought nourishing medicine.

 

Wei Chang said coldly, “I don’t have money to bribe you.”

“I just want to show you I admire your actions, sir!”

Zhou Yi said solemnly, “With my personality, I can’t sacrifice myself for others, but I can admire heroes. I can only send some food as a farewell to you, a hero!”

Wei Chang closed his eyes and said nothing more.

Zhou Yi left him alone. Just as he stepped out of the cell door, a voice came from inside.

“Do you have wine?”

“Sure!”

The next day.

First, Zhou Yi paid a visit to the front office to pick up the porridge bucket.

There were two prison kitchens, one large and one small. The big one was for gruel, and the brown rice and rotten vegetables were casually cooked there. It was fine as long as it didn’t kill anyone.

 

The layout of the small kitchen was exquisite. There were all kinds of ingredients for plates of chicken, duck, fish, and meat. Chef Liu was in charge of the furnace.

“Zhou Yi, they threw a new inmate into cell C9 last night and it seems they had a bad temper. Please wait on him carefully.” Chef Liu handed Zhou Yi the food box that he had prepared himself.

Zhou Yi asked curiously, “Brother Liu, what’s your background?”

in Sky Prison. Often, the nature of their crimes was

at Spring Breeze Restaurant last

wondered, “Aren’t such cases sent to the

that’s not the

continued, “This fellow beat the guy to death, but he still wasn’t happy. He led a group of servants into

made a

but be shocked. This Young Master Long was too arrogant. He even dared to commit mass murder at the feet of

Incredible!

Zhang Zhou and the others and continued all the way to Prison

section B, political prisoners or scholars were locked up, while nobles and special prisoners

most comfortable. It divided the

knocked at the cell door. Before he entered, he

“Who’s there?”

a burly man in martial arts clothing. He stared coldly

deliver food to Young Master Long.” Zhou Yi respectfully

men outside Cell C9. Two of them guarded the cell door and the other two guarded the inner door. They were obviously

let down his guard and took out silver needles

“Get lost!”

preparing to

inner room. His clothes were disheveled and

has my father said about when

it’s a little tricky this time. That Chen guy is actually from a branch of the Duke

is Fengyang Kingdom, it belongs

was now firmly shut. The words behind

on our

bucket and delivered food to the prisoners one by one. Finally, he went to Prison

famous Pear Blossom

the rich scent of pear blossoms wafted

His arms and legs

“Try it, hero.”

Yi carefully poured the wine

to burn through his throat and into his stomach. It

another bite

Yi took out the roasted chicken from his pocket,

and found it difficult to bite and chew. He swallowed the chicken in

“Drink up!”

the meat and let him wash it down

“Delightful!”

relief. “The Divine Capital

Lu Chun, and others. I’ll bring a bottle every day. I guarantee that you’ll taste all the best wine in

in this world is truly free. You must

and

did have this selfish motive for treating you to wine and

Zhou Yi had already asked around. There were many martial arts

fees ranged from ten taels of silver to a hundred taels of silver. He also had to buy nourishing medicinal soup in the future.

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