I apologize to everyone but I still have a very difficult but last exam left for tomorrow due to which I can only deliver the extra chapters of this week on this Tuesday.

I ask for your understanding and hope you don’t mind too much.

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“He… did what?” A voice spoke from the other side of the warden’s phone. As for the warden himself, even though he couldn’t believe it, he still said, “They… all died. He killed them all.”

“Did I not tell you to remove their limiters?” The voice asked to which the warden calmly replied, “I did. He still managed to kill them all.”

“…” The voice remained silent for a while before it spoke once again, “You do know that’s impossible, right? Even if it was you instead of him, you would have lost. Then how does it make sense for him to survive that scale of attack?”

“I… don’t know.” The warden replied after a momentary thought. He thought back to the scene he witnessed when he entered the shower room after the designated time was up only to witness a young man sitting under a shower, calmly staring at them while all around him, only bodies laid.

“What should we do now?” The warden asked since the other side said nothing.

The person on the other side also didn’t know exactly what to do so he spoke something, not to the warden but probably to someone else in the room with him. After the brief conversation that the warden couldn’t pick up, the voice once again said to him, “Wait for tomorrow. His lover should come. Use her to make him what we want. You can discard the bodies afterward.”

The warden nodded and replied, “It will be done.”

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Wei Jun sat in his room, blankly staring at the ceiling of the cell. His level was stagnant and blocking a lot of his strength. He just wished there was an easier way to level up instead of destroying the lives or goals of a few certain individuals.

For Run Long, it was his power that should be thwarted for Wei Jun to level up. As for Shao Chen, Wei Jun still didn’t know whether it was his actual influence or was it his influence that led him closer to his goal.

Wei Jun was more leaning on the latter part because Shao Chen’s goal was his everything and that was the major plot as well.

Such as, had he constructed a relationship with Reum Chan, he would have secured a connection with the immortal cultivator’s forces which would have been a great help to him.

His attempts to get close to Yue Peng were also his ticket to secure an entrance to the Shi family and to secure an ally that could help him stand against the Shi family.

Of course, all of it was Wei Jun’s guess because he only knew about Shao Chen’s goal from the first novel. What he did after that was a mystery to Wei Jun because he hadn’t read the following volumes of Shao Chen’s novel.

It was all thanks to Mark Wilson that he was able to gather so much on Shao Chen. Now all Wei Jun needed to do was to make the life of Shao Chen miserable by dropping him down from the sky.

It would be very easy to do. Of course, it would be difficult to ascertain which opportunity was about Shao Chen’s actual influence or which one was towards his goal but there was a simple solution to that.

Target all of it.

If his life was completely and utterly destroyed, would Wei Jun need to worry about which influence was which?

Wei Jun chuckled as he thought about his next target. The target sitting in plain sight.

Yue Peng.

Wei Jun had approached her for the very same reason. The fact that she could earn him some income on the side was secondary.

But now he had changed that fact to the primary as well because just in a few weeks, Yue Peng was blossoming to the point that Wei Jun was earning a steady income from her as well.

But the fact that she was important to Shao Chen hadn’t changed as well in the slightest. He was still going to use her to get to Shao Chen. The only addition was that he would also use her to increase his wealth.

“Inmate. Your time to meet your visitor has come.” A guard came to inform Wei Jun while he was busy making plans about what he would do when he got out of there.

Wei Jun nodded and stood up. He let them cuff and chain him and once he was properly restrained, he was taken to the visitor’s room, the special one, where one-on-one meetings were to be conducted.

As Wei Jun entered the room, he saw a few guards standing with smug faces. He couldn’t help but chuckle. It was obvious what their plan was and Wei Jun was glad he had properly prepared to deal with them.

As the time for his visitor to arrive inched closer, the guards became more and more tense and prepared to move as soon as Wei Jun’s visitor was in place.

However, when the visitor entered, they couldn’t see her face because it was covered like a hijab. The girl was covered from head to toe which surprised them a little.

Still, the goal hadn’t changed. They had to do what they had to do. It was a mystery why she was not showing herself. However, the thought that they couldn’t be the visitor they were after never crossed their minds.

“Hands up!” The head guard said and pointed his gun at the visitor.

The woman hurriedly raised her hands, terrified out of her wits. As the woman raised her hands, still trembling, the head guard turned to Wei Jun while reaching for something in his belt.

“Now here’s what you’re going to do, inmate. If you want to see your lover alive, slit your throat with this.” The head guard instructed Wei Jun while throwing him a sharp dagger.

Wei Jun looked at the dagger but didn’t move in the slightest. He stared back at the head guard and made a face as if asking, “Are you serious?”

“I’m not joking, inmate. Hurry up and do it otherwise, I kill her.” The head guard said.

“Well, that’s okay and all but why should I? I don’t even know her.” Wei Jun replied.

“What?” The head guard was confused and asked. He didn’t know what Wei Jun was saying or more to the point, why was he so calm when his lover’s life was in danger?

“Why don’t you remove her attire and you will see.” Wei Jun said calmly. The guard, with an ominous feeling, did as Wei Jun said and his eyes widened to their limits.

“HOLD FIRE!” He yelled with all his might and stepped back. In front of him, was a woman he was very familiar with.

She was wearing nothing underneath that black cloth except for one thing. A bomb. And not just any bomb. One that could take down the whole prison and even the cultivators along with it.

But more than that, the identity of that woman also mattered.

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The warden was sitting in his office, waiting for a report.

While he did so, he anxiously waited to make the cover-up as well because he would have a hell of a time explaining how the following events went down.

How did a visitor to his prison never show up? He had made sure that no logs or camera could pick up Wei Jun’s visitor. It would have been a simple case of the visitor not showing up.

As for the inmate himself, he would be committing suicide for unknown reasons. They will either blame it on the inmate himself or just blame it on the other prisoners and make it so that they don’t get blamed. After all, deaths and killings in prisons were normal.

“Warden.” The head guard said to gather the attention of the warden.

“What is it? Are you done? If you are then finish everything and come to report me yourself, not over the radio.” The warden spoke, reprimanding his subordinate for such a thing.

If somehow this frequency was tapped into, by many journalists who had police radios or something along the lines, they would risk having leverage out on the streets.

That was something they couldn’t afford to do.

“Warden. We’re not done.” The head guard said, without caring for the warden’s tone.

“What? why?” The warden asked.

“It’s not the target.” The head guard replied.

“Then who is it? Whoever it is, get their information. If they’re important enough, use them to get to that bastard.” The warden instructed.

The head guard remained silent for a while before he said, “Warden, I think you should come down here yourself.”

“Why?” The warden asked, irritated by all of that conversation.

“It… It’s because the visitor is someone you know.” The head guard hesitatingly replied.

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“What do you mean?” The warden was now on the edge, not getting the answer he needed.

The head guard replied, a reply that left Warden frozen in his place because he couldn’t understand what that even meant, “Warden, it’s your wife.”

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