I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 627: 628: The Death Row Inmate Who Strikes Fear into People by His Reputation
Chapter 627 -628: The Death Row Inmate Who Strikes Fear into People by His Reputation
The knocking persisted one set after another, and the voice outside was very impatient, constantly urging Li Xiaobai to hurry out.
“Why is there no movement?”
“Are you scared, so you don’t dare to come out?”
“Let me tell you, it’s useless, you’ll have to come out one day, and if you come out now, we can just make friends, no big deal. But if you don’t show our big brother some respect, it won’t be as simple as making friends when we see you later!”
The voice threatened when there was no response from inside the door.
Li Xiaobai knew right away that this was someone looking for trouble.
The prison was vast, divided into many areas, and each area had a boss-like figure with hundreds of underlings. Today, having just been locked up, he had obviously disturbed the boss of this area, who wanted to establish his authority by intimidating the newcomer.
Such tactics were not uncommon in prison.
Recalling the words of the shrimp soldier from earlier, Li Xiaobai decided to assess the situation first.
He swiftly picked up the red prison uniform from the cot and changed into it.
Then he opened the door and stepped out.
As soon as the door opened, Li Xiaobai felt a great force coming at him, pulling him out of the room.
“Good kid, making me wait so long with your dilly-dallying, do you know that my time is precious…”
A roaring voice full of vigor reached his ears, but it weakened instantaneously towards the end, and a strange silence fell outside the room.
Li Xiaobai quietly observed the person in front of him. This was a bald muscular man with a fierce scar over his eye and a face full of horizontal flesh, looking vicious and brutal. However, he was now pale, his pupils constricted, and beads of sweat continuously seeped down his forehead.
“Hmm? What’s wrong with you, weren’t you very arrogant just now?”
Li Xiaobai asked, somewhat puzzled.
“Red… Red prison uniform!”
“You… You’re a death row inmate?”
The bald muscular man’s lips were trembling, he asked with a shaky voice, his eyes filled with sheer terror, as if he had seen some great horror.
“Well…”
“Actually, I haven’t done anything bad, it’s all that spider spirit’s fabrication, it doesn’t count.”
Li Xiaobai waved his hand dismissively, speaking indifferently.
“Boss, I understand the rules!”
“I won’t talk too much, I won’t ask what I shouldn’t, I’ll act as if I’ve never seen the boss today. Please, have mercy and let me off as if I were just a fart!”
The bald man suddenly knelt and begged for mercy, who could have expected that today’s newcomer would turn out to be a death row inmate?
He had even volunteered to come over to capture someone, now he wished he could slap himself twice for being so foolish to take on this trouble.
A red prison uniform was a symbol of status, indicating one was a boss-level figure who dominated territory, a super vicious person who could lay waste to millions, not someone a small fry like him could provoke.
“Uh… No problem, I happen to be looking for the local boss around here, so you can show me the way.”
A thoughtful glint flashed in Li Xiaobai’s eyes as he spoke to the bald man.
He had a rough idea of what was going on; it seemed that only death row inmates wore red prison uniforms here. The bald muscular man wearing a yellow one seemed particularly fearful of death row inmates, and there must be a certain rule at play here that struck fear into them.
However, this was good for Li Xiaobai; he had been wanting to gather a group of inmates to look for the fragments and collectively raid the mansion.
After all, with such expansive space inside the prison, it would take a lot of effort to scavenge alone; gathering a bunch of underlings would be quite beneficial.
“Understood, I’ll lead the way immediately!”
The bald muscular man quickly got up, brushed off the dust from his body, and gestured respectfully for Li Xiaobai to proceed.
“What’s your name?”
As Li Xiaobai walked, he asked, his gaze continually surveying the surrounding scene. The place was bare, without even a strand of sea grass, but that wasn’t surprising since it was a prison, and aside from the living quarters, there wouldn’t be any other items.
“Replying to the master, I, Zhang Dabao, am a disciple under Dao Zu!”
The bald man spoke.
“You seem to be very afraid of me, why is that?”
Li Xiaobai asked.
“Because you are a death row inmate, and without exception, all the death row inmates in the dungeon are powerful individuals who have emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. I hold you in great esteem!”
The voice of the bald man changed as he spoke.
Li Xiaobai curled his lips. What strong man? Wasn’t the man basically saying he was a killing demon?
But now he had thoroughly understood that those wearing red prison clothes in the dungeon were ruthless people, true killing maniacs whose cultivation level would not be below the Mahayana Realm.
“What did you do to end up here?”
“I stole a Luminous Pearl and was imprisoned for three years.”
“Three years for a single Luminous Pearl?”
Li Xiaobai frowned. Although the Luminous Pearls were indeed top-notch resources for cultivation, they were commonly found in the Eastern Sea and didn’t seem to be worth that much.
“Yes, the Luminous Pearl is the physical embodiment of a Sea Clan cultivator’s remains after death. It’s not just a cultivation resource but also the relic of Sea Clan ancestors. Therefore, once theft is confirmed, severe punishment is immediately imposed.”
“Master, I have only one month left before my release from prison. As long as the master doesn’t kill me, I am willing to work like an ox or a horse for you!”
The bald man took out a Token from his waist. The front was engraved with the three characters ‘Zhang Dabao’, and the back indicated a one-month period, signifying that he would be able to leave prison in one month.
“Hmm, why does your Token have characters on it?”
Li Xiaobai found it somewhat odd and took out his own Token, which was blank on the back with just a plain white board.
“Ahem, master, you are a death row inmate, esteemed and noble by status, naturally you would not be treated the same as us common folk.”
Zhang Dabao shrank his neck and spoke carefully.
“So what does that mean?”
“It means you are a death row inmate, and being a death row inmate means there’s no need to go out.”
Zhang Dabao whispered, his calf muscles trembling involuntarily, afraid that Li Xiaobai might not be pleased and decide to slaughter him.
“From what you just said, is Dao Zu the boss of this place?”
“That’s right.”
“Is he also a death row inmate?”
Li Xiaobai inquired.
“Of course not. He used to be an assassin from the Evil Sect. He was captured in the Eastern Sea while carrying out an assassination and has since been kept in the dungeon.”
The bald man explained.
“What is his cultivation level?”
“At the peak of the Transcendance Tribulation Stage.”
Merely a weakling, Li Xiaobai judged immediately in his heart. The cultivators in this area seemed generally weak, the fragile kind. It looked like relying on them would hardly help him complete the task he set out to find. He would have to expand his reach further.
During the conversation, Li Xiaobai arrived at a cave dwelling, which was evidently refurbished and extended, several times wider than a standard one, resembling an emperor’s abode.
At the moment, a group of cultivators stood in front of the door as if they were waiting for something, their expressions somewhat agitated.
“What do you think, where did that guy Dabao go to? Why is it so troublesome to find a newbie?”
“Yeah, he wouldn’t be taking the opportunity to collect a protection fee and line his own pockets, right?”
“Shhh, they’ve arrived, they’re coming over!”
