485 Father-level Treatmen (1/2)

There was a clang in the prison.

A bowl crashed onto the ground. The food inside spilled out and left an ugly stain on the wall.

”The Sacred City is giving me this sh*t to eat?” The white-haired youth inside the cell looked at the food in disdain. ”Get your head over here! What's wrong with you? Don't you know the rules?”

With that, he propped his feet on the bed in annoyance. Barely sparing the guard a glance, he said, ”What are you waiting for? Go!”

As he spoke, the other prisoners began whistling. The daily show was starting again! Awesome! The duke was stirring trouble again!

The lack of entertainment in prison was unbelievable. There were no books or newspapers to read. The only entertainment was a quick f*ck together while showering or getting f*cked when you drop the soap. Now that someone was stirring trouble, all the bored prisoners were excited.

Since it did not pertain to them, some also joined in, yelling, ”Yeah, get out!”

”Yeah, go get the warden for the duke!”

”Lord Ye doesn't eat this sh*t!”

”Yeah!”

The other guards grew uncomfortable. Even banging on the bars could not make the group of b*stards stop. Instead, it resulted in a new round of insults.

The guards exchanged glances before they all looked at the same person. That person spat onto the ground and cursed. ”Me again?” After muttering some complaints, he turned and left.

Soon, a large group of guards rushed into the prison cell. The leader was a fat man with a monocle. Expression dark, he pointed at a few who were yelling the most dramatically. Some strong jailers rushed in, dragged the prisoner out, and beat him up in front of everyone. Even some bones were broken.

Silence finally returned to the prison.

Ye Qingxuan's cell door was opened.

The fat man with a monocle tugged on his shoulder strap and walked in. Ferocity flashed past his eyes but he quickly replaced it with forced kindness.

”Mr. Ye, what are you doing now?” He studied Ye Qingxuan. Glancing at the plate tossed into the corner, he understood something.

”Does the food not suit your taste?” he asked with a smile. ”I'm sure it's because the lower men don't understand the rules. You have a high status. The prison warden specifically hired a chef to make food just for you. Apparently, the olive oil in there is imported from Burgundy. I don't even get to eat that food.”

”Don't compare me to dogs like you.” Ye Qingxuan's expression was disdainful and he did not hold back. ”I am a duke! Look at this sh*t! Put some pieces of beef and pretend it's burdock? Throw in some fish and pretend it's seafood stew? Where's the wine before the meal? You want me to drink this cheap *ss watery thing?!

”How can you even bring me something so oily? You want me to get indigestion? And look at this sweet pepper fish or whatever it is. You think you just need to throw pepper on a baked fish? You think I'm a beggar?” He raged like this for a full ten minutes, turning this specially designed meal into something even beggars would look down on. The fat man's expression grew more and more uncomfortable.

Ever since Ye Qingxuan was locked in here, there was not a moment of peace. The orderly prison had become ruined just because of him. He threw giant tantrums every day too. No one knew where his bad temper came from. He never looked anyone in the eye and all his words were horrible. Each sentence burned. If he was a regular prisoner, he would have been sent to get 'educated' long ago. But he was here because of something big!

Apparently, he was a troublesome thing who had been locked up in the Judgement Tower. After being free for a few days, he got involved in the pope's assassination and committed a high-class felony.

Many people had an eye on this case.

But it would be okay if that was it. There were many ways to mess with someone in prison. The jailers could think of dozens easily but this b*stard was a duke!

An Eastern duke!

Someone who would become royalty!

Not many people in the Sacred City had a higher status than him!

A noble with Deva's blood, the future sword bearer of Anglo, the suspected assassinator of the pope, the sky who was connected with the Revolutionaries…all of these identities were headache-inducing.

Technically, someone so important should not be locked up here. However, the Judgement Tower just so happened to have collapsed. The big figures up there had the great idea to just toss him here without any orders except a document. They were just supposed to look after him.

But look after him? How?!

The prison ward only had a viscount behind him—and even that was bought with money! They did not dare to hit or yell at Ye Qingxuan. They could only clean up a prison cell and give him nice food and drinks, treating him like some lord.

The prison ward had had many heart attacks these past few days. This was a few lifetimes of bad karma! He would definitely not show up for these things so the fat deputy was the one bore the brunt.

It was horrible!

He had been so free before Ye Qingxuan came! None of the prisoners dared to cause trouble before him but ever since Ye Qingxuan appeared, they became harder and harder to control.

Seeing how angry Ye Qingxuan was, all his pent-up anger exploded as well.

”Mr. Ye, you are still a criminal. Don't cross the line!” The fat man paused and his expression turned cold. ”Otherwise…”

”Otherwise what?” Ye Qingxuan laughed. He rose and walked to the fat man. Bending down, he looked down at him. ”I'm an important criminal. Important, you understand?” He pointed at his face, his expression arrogant. ”If anything happens to me, can you take responsibility? Otherwise? What can you do to me? Am I a criminal? No sh*t! Otherwise, dogs like you will never have the right to even stand before me.” His words practically gave the fat man a stroke. His expression was as dark as the bottom of a charred pot. His facial muscles convulsed and his eyes turned bloodshot.

”Hit him! Hit him!” The other prisoners were excited again. ”Wild pig, hit him! What you scared of?”

”Don't be scared! Hit him! He's just a duke!”

”Are you even a man?”

The man shook in anger. He pointed at Ye Qingxuan. ”You! You-”

”Sir, don't act rashly. Please don't act brashly!” The other guards ran over to stop him. ”You can't hit him! We-we…we're a civilized prison!”