"Dead...dead?" Wang Ergun's eyes widened in disbelief, his mind beyond chaotic.

"We're finished, Fatty Gao will skin us alive!"

Wang Ergun felt cold all over, shivering as he looked at Lin Hai.

Lin Hai casually wiped the blood off his hands with a cloth, his expression calm.

"Don't worry, Ergun, since this place isn't bound by outside laws, killing a few deranged people doesn't matter," Lin Hai said.

Wang Ergun shook his head, "Brother Lin, you didn't kill an ordinary prisoner, that guy was Fatty Gao's confidant, the Second Vajra, a Supreme Strong, you know what a Supreme Strong..."

"No way... the Second Vajra was a Supreme Strong, and you actually killed a Supreme Strong!"

"Hiss—"

Wang Ergun gasped, his eyes widening in disbelief as he looked at Lin Hai.

His mind replayed the scene of Lin Hai taking down the Second Vajra in a single move.

At this thought, Wang Ergun shivered in shock, his mouth agape.

"Understand now?" Lin Hai smiled and patted Wang Ergun on the shoulder.

"I get it."

Wang Ergun nodded.

A Supreme Strong, in the A-3 Zone, could absolutely reign supreme and form a faction.

Let alone someone like Lin Hai, who took down a Supreme Strong in one move.

Now Wang Ergun understood why Lin Hai dared to act.

High skill and boldness, this principle applies everywhere.

"Let's go."

Lin Hai walked out while pondering how to deal with Fatty Gao.

"Hey, stop by my store when you have time, I'll give you a 20% discount," the super manager called out to Lin Hai.

"Sure, thanks, ma'am."

Lin Hai responded with a smile.

Curious, he asked Wang Ergun, "What's the story with that supermarket lady?"

Running a supermarket in the Heavenly Prison, she mustn't be a simple character.

"Not sure, she seems to be connected with the Heavenly Prison Chief; anyway, no one dares to mess with her," Wang Ergun said.

Lin Hai nodded, a bit curious about the identity of the Heavenly Prison Chief.

"Who's the Heavenly Prison Chief?"

"Don't know, maybe only the old master in the entire Heavenly Prison knows," Wang Ergun shook his head.

"Alright, let's go."

...

Meanwhile, Fatty Gao was leisurely enjoying the service of two girls, extremely pleased. Killing a useless pawn and gaining a 30% favorable deal seemed like a lucrative trade.

"Hmph, that idiot Iron Hand never understands the power of capital; with resources, you can rule anywhere."

"Once I secure this 30% deal, I'll recruit a new batch of men, and soon, I'll become the undisputed first force in the A-3 Zone of the Heavenly Prison."

"Something's wrong, boss!"

A frantic voice sounded as a scruffy minion ran in.

"What's with the yelling?" Fatty Gao frowned, his indulgence interrupted.

"Boss, something's wrong, the brothers found out at the small supermarket that Second Vajra and the group sent to kill Lin Hai, they're all dead."

The minion panted heavily.

"What?" Fatty Gao jolted upright, glaring fiercely, grabbing his subordinate, "What do you mean? How could the Second Vajra be dead? Are you sure you saw it right?"

"No mistake, boss," the underling struggled to breathe as he was choked.

"Impossible! In the A-3 Zone, there are only two Supreme Strongs, no one can kill them!"

"The small supermarket? You mean you found them at the small supermarket? Did the supermarket lady say anything?"

"Asked her, boss, she ignored us," the underling answered.

Fatty Gao's eyes flickered with uncertainty.

For ordinary prisoners, the small supermarket is a place to spend money; for a boss like him, it's a taboo.

Fatty Gao remembered Chief Cao's stern warning about never provoking places like the small supermarket or the erotic massage parlor.

Spending is fine.

If you cause trouble, regardless of your power, you won't survive until the next day.

Every zone in the Heavenly Prison has a small supermarket and an erotic massage parlor.

But no one dares to be unruly there.

Not even the renowned Netherworld Guest or Taotie seem to have crossed those places.

"Damn it, was Lin Hai's corpse found?" Fatty Gao asked again.

His subordinate shook his head, "No Lin Hai's body found."

"Strange, could it be Lin Hai who killed them?"

Fatty Gao rubbed his chin, frowning.

He thought for a moment, checking the time; there were ten minutes left before free time ended.

Ten minutes was enough time to do many things.

"Gather everyone immediately, follow me."

Fatty Gao pushed the two women off him, got dressed, and grabbed his machete.

Five minutes later, over a hundred men followed behind Fatty Gao, their menacing presence causing other prisoners to scatter in fear of provoking these brutes.

Wang Ergun was wandering aimlessly beside Lin Hai, hesitatingly curious, "Brother Lin, what do you plan next? Form your own faction?"

His idea was understandable; most who enter here never think about getting out.

Since there's no way out, they might as well find ways to live more comfortably.

To live comfortably, naturally, one must form a faction, become a leader, and enjoy high status.

However, Wang Ergun didn't know Lin Hai's situation.

"I don't know, take it one step at a time."

"Ergun, have you never thought of getting out?" Lin Hai asked.

Wang Ergun chuckled bitterly, "I have, probably when I'm seventy or eighty, and have crippled all my kung fu, I could apply to leave."

"And then?"

"Then, just a distant glimpse of my son would satisfy me, by then, he might have grown up."

Wang Ergun's eyes held a glimmer of hope, this belief supporting his survival.

"Rest assured, brother, if I ever get out, I'll take you with me. I can tell you're not a bad person."

"If you really have a chance to get me out, you'd be my great benefactor," Wang Ergun chuckled bitterly again.

Getting out? It's harder than climbing to the heavens.

Even the Supreme Strongs can't get out, what reason do I have to hope for escape?

"Lin Hai?"

A voice rang out.

Lin Hai looked over.

"I'm Iron Hand."

Iron Hand approached, flanked by twelve burly men.

"Brother Lin, this is Iron Hand, the leader of the Thirteen Grand Protectors, but Iron Hand is a righteous man," Wang Ergun whispered to Lin Hai.

"Hello, I'm Lin Hai." Lin Hai extended his hand in a polite greeting.

Iron Hand nodded, "I judge people by first impression, you don't look like a bad guy."

"So I'm giving you a heads-up, Fatty Gao might want to kill you."

Lin Hai was slightly surprised, "Why are you telling me this?"

"Because you're a soldier, I was once saved from death by a border soldier who sacrificed his life for me."

Iron Hand answered seriously.

Lin Hai nodded and smiled, "I can tell you're not someone who does evil deeds, and although I already know about Fatty Gao's plan, thank you."

"Oh? You knew? Could it be..." Though Iron Hand wasn't keen on thinking hard, he wasn't dumb either.

Lin Hai smiled, "That's right, Fatty Gao has already made his move, and sent his Second Vajra, I reckon he'll personally come looking for trouble with me soon."