And the person who was just hailed as the "Monster Rookie" was...

My heart feels cold at this moment.

This is not good news. Having such a fierce bodyguard by his side, that cunning old fox must be involved in some shady business.

If I stayed there for just two more seconds, he would probably have really started to get serious. He really wanted to twist our necks.

He was close enough to feel the sudden burst of killing intent from him, crystal clear.

It seems that I will have to inquire more about him. After all, he's the first-ranked and he must have been researched and fought against by others. At the very least, I must find some of his weaknesses.

As he pondered over this, there was a hint of uncertainty in his mind. Was it possible to find a weakness and defeat him?

In principle, as long as she could break into the top ten, she would have a chance to meet Duan Fox.

However, this white fur was an unexpected surprise for Zuo You.

He was so close to the old fox, and his martial arts were so high, and he even had that appearance of being impenetrable!

"Isn't that white-haired person the criminal? Why is the warden carrying him around so directly?" Seeing that Yulaoda had finished eating, the people around him finally began to ask.

Different, he's the first place, you could say he's the freest, directly following the orders of the warden, doing whatever he wants when he's free... Old Yu's face was full of pride, as if he himself was that first place: "The first place always becomes the right-hand man of the warden, until they're replaced by the next successor."

With no response from the person on his left, he simply nodded and encouraged him to continue speaking.

"No one knows what the first-ranked individual needs to do. However, it's certain that Bai Mao is the one the warden likes the most. Even before he entered the top ten, the warden already took a keen interest in him. Everyone says that the warden couldn't wait and deliberately let him directly challenge the then NO.1. Not only does he like him, but he also has a lot of confidence in him."

"That white-haired person is so powerful?" The person frowned and looked around. Left, right, the person wondered. Are they a trusted subordinate?

Does he know a lot of the old fox's secrets?

In fact, simply knowing that he was training these mortals to become assassins or using the prison for his own purposes is already enough to convict him of his crimes.

However, on the one hand, he felt that it was definitely not as simple as that, and on the other hand, he did not obtain any substantial evidence.

Further progress is needed.

Go one step further from that old fox.

In this case, if we can defeat Bai Mao...

Damn it!"

Not only is he powerful, do you know why I told you not to provoke him just now?" Old Yu communicated with his expression: as a newbie who just started, you know nothing and yet dare to court death.

The chopsticks in his left and right hands paused for a moment, then he curled up the corners of his mouth, pretending not to understand.

I thought for a moment and said, "Eating meat is quite expensive. Let's switch to a vegetarian diet in the future."

Yu Laoda's face immediately turned dark, and he quickly shook his head, saying, "No, no, no! Food is my life."

"Don't waste time with useless words, get to the point, how formidable is he?"

With a well-aimed kick, precisely hitting his knee, Yu Laoda yelped in pain and started cursing profusely.

"Cao Cao Cao, my damn leg! His leg that I had crippled before was because I disturbed him while he was eating. Later, he beat up a whole cafeteria of people. Tell me, isn't that impressive? And his personality, how should I put it, is very strange... He doesn't communicate with people, never. The most he has ever said to us is just 'um...'." Big Brother Yu pointed to the food serving window.

He nodded slightly, indicating his understanding.

"Add more rice."

"The people at the bottom of this prison do anything to improve their ranking. They target individuals when they're weak and even use poison. There are countless cases of people dying or becoming disabled after the five hundredth rank. Wearing civilian clothes is a dividing line; once they take off their prison uniforms, everyone acts civilized. Under normal circumstances, they wouldn't resort to killing, and they would stop if someone begged for mercy or surrendered."

Nodding, it was the case in many places for such rules. He would stop today, and it would be no different.