Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“What’s there to be curious about? After coming to the Independent State, of course I’ve heard of your great name. Who doesn’t know the president of the Independent State’s Fearless Alliance…? You hid your identity quite deeply… I couldn’t tell…” Si Xia glanced at Ye Wanwan.
Ye Wanwan didn’t respond to that. Her fame wasn’t a good kind of fame.
“Oh right, how long have you been imprisoned in this place?” she inquired.
“Two months or so,” Si Xia replied.
“So… you should be rather familiar with the situation here?” Ye Wanwan’s eyes brightened.
“Kinda,” Si Xia answered honestly.
“Great, then tell me what’s the situation here and who’s imprisoned here,” Ye Wanwan hastily asked as she sat down next to Si Xia. Right now, she didn’t know anything and coincidentally needed to find someone to spill all the information.
“This is the bottom-most level of the underground prison of the Independent State’s Martial Arts Union. However, this level isn’t underground. Instead, it’s on an island,” Si Xia explained.
Ye Wanwan turned pensive as she listened to Si Xia. Who could’ve imagined the lowest level of the underground prison wasn’t underground and was on a freaking island?
It appeared she guessed correctly.
If the island Si Yehan discovered wasn’t where the Martial Arts Union imprisoned people, there would be a series of trouble. But currently speaking, Asura, the Fearless Alliance, and the entire Nie family had locked their sights onto this island. As long as she cooperated with those leaders on this island and collaborated with Si Yehan and the others from the inside, they could definitely fight their way out easily.
Of course, she might have to become familiar with those leaders before that or else those people would think of her as a madwoman.
“What are you doing here with the hoe?”
A moment later, Ye Wanwan stared at the hoe Si Xia was holding, baffled.
“Digging a tunnel to escape,” Si Xia replied truthfully.
“Dig a tunnel…?” Ye Wanwan stared at Si Xia like he was an idiot. “If I remember correctly… this is an island in the sea. Do you plan to dig 10,000 miles into the depths of the sea?”
“I know it’s an island, but so what? Can’t I have some unhappiness?”
“Oh, um… continue to dig. I won’t disturb you.”
…
News of President Fearless, Bai Feng, being captured and brought to the island spread far and wide within half a day.
In this island prison, after a few days of unrelenting effort, Ye Wanwan successfully befriended those old leaders of the Independent State.
After Ye Wanwan recovered the majority of her memories, many faces surfaced in her mind. Since she had seen most of the leaders who were captured there and had interacted with some of them, tricking them—wait no, befriending them—progressed rather smoothly.
Some days later:
In the rundown cell, Ye Wanwan sat with three people at a table with a brand new deck of cards on the table. Countless powerful big shots from the Independent State stood around them.
The scene of these powerful and mighty big shots, who were once harder to see than climbing to the heavens, nesting together to watch a round of Fight the Landlord with great relish and occasionally give directions… Ye Wanwan didn’t know whether to cry or laugh.
“Heh, say, Bai Feng, you’ve changed a lot after not seeing you for many years. I nearly didn’t recognize you,” a middle-aged man remarked with a light chuckle as he played a card.
