The Li Family suddenly rebelled, and Long Yuqing was furious. She was naturally going to seek justice.

But Ye Tianfan in the prison couldn't be of any help, so he could only follow the warden out of the visiting room, heading toward the S-class felons' zone.

This time, however, the warden was grinning from ear to ear. Just a simple meeting, and he got his hands on ten million, making money was simply too easy. If he could have a few more prisoners like Ye Tianfan every month, he wouldn't trade it for even the highest leader in Jiangzhou City.

"I say, Mr. Ye, who are you really? I've been in Jiangzhou for so long, and it's the first time I've met someone as heroic as you."

The warden's face was full of flattery, and his tone was ingratiating. Although Ye Tianfan had been sentenced to death, as of now, he was still a boss, and a big one at that, with a money-making halo around him. The warden was contemplating if he could build more connections through him, like with Long Yuqing and others.

"I'm no hero, at most just a death row prisoner under your control," Ye Tianfan said with a bitter smile.

"That's not quite right. We've got lots of death row prisoners here, but none as impressive as you. Even locked up, there are still many business magnates outside worried sick about you.

As the saying goes, you're not in the Jianghu, but the Jianghu still has your legend.

In my opinion, you're not a regular person, just like the old man in the North District, you must have been a well-known figure before coming in."

"North District? Old man?" Ye Tianfan raised an eyebrow with interest upon hearing this: "What? Do you have hidden dragons and crouching tigers in your prison?"

The warden laughed heartily and said, "That's right. That old man in the North District is just like you, a death row prisoner. Initially, he was to be shot immediately upon entering, but for some reason, it still hasn't been carried out to this day."

Ye Tianfan instinctively lifted his head, glancing in the direction of the North District: "That's really interesting."

"Clang-clang..."

The gate to the S-class felons' zone was opened, and Ye Tianfan stepped into the passageway of this zone once again. But at this moment, a similar scene unfolded before him.

A guard with a tense face ran over, shouting, "Warden, wait… Someone's here to visit..."

"What the hell is going on today?" The warden cursed and asked, "Who is it this time? Which company's chairman or head of which consortium?"

"None... none of them... this time it's someone from the military," the guard's face changed dramatically, lowering his voice, "They specifically asked to see Ye Tianfan."

Upon hearing it was someone from the military, the warden's expression turned serious. This was a regular prison, not a military prison. In simple terms, it was a local institution, and it had nothing to do with the military.

Moreover, when military personnel came, they certainly wouldn't benefit from it. The warden had dealings with military personnel before, and they were all arrogant, paying no attention to local institutions, always acting rampant. Two or three times, they had forcibly taken people from his prison without giving any reason, completely acting first and reporting later. The warden had no fondness for them and didn't want to deal with them.

"Go tell them that death row prisoners are not allowed to have visitors!"

The warden casually dismissed it and continued walking with Ye Tianfan.

The guard's face changed dramatically again, and he said, "You… you'd better go. This person is not ordinary."

"Not ordinary?" The warden raised an eyebrow, asking, "What? Do they have an extra head or two more arms? What's so extraordinary, I'm the boss of this prison, I don't welcome military people!"

At this moment, the guard glanced at Ye Tianfan and then said, "They brought the highest-level authorization from China, to... see this death row prisoner."

"The highest-level authorization from China?" The warden's face changed dramatically, his whole body trembling slightly: "Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"

"Absolutely not! It's the highest-level authorization from China, with a steel seal on it."

The warden couldn't help but turn to scrutinize Ye Tianfan.

The highest-level authorization from China!

How could this be possible?

This requires the signature of the highest administrative officer in China, and according to records, such authorization has only appeared twice so far.

What kind of deity have I actually imprisoned here!

"What are you standing around for, hurry up and take him over!" The warden kicked the guard in the butt and quickly walked toward the visiting room.

"Warden... not… not in the visiting room."

"If not in the visiting room, then where?"

"In the reception room."

The warden was momentarily stunned.

The reception room?

To bring a death row prisoner to the reception room?

That's the place for hosting leaders, and the military wants to see a death row prisoner there?

This was truly eye-opening.

Even though the warden knew Ye Tianfan was no ordinary person, perhaps someone who could make waves in Jiangzhou City before being imprisoned, he would never have imagined that the military would come with the highest-level authorization from China to find him, nor would he have thought they'd allow him into the reception room!

With a face full of astonishment, the warden walked quickly toward the reception room, quietly asking along the way: "Do you know who from the military it is?"

"No idea."

"What's their rank?"

"They're in civilian clothes."

"How many people came?"

"One, a woman."

Upon hearing this, the warden was taken aback.

A woman?

How could it be a woman?

Previously, when the military sent people to negotiate over criminals with the prison, they were all men. Women in the military were mostly in logistics departments, like communications battalions, cultural troupes, and the like.

Why would they send a woman this time?

A woman coming to see a death row prisoner? Is that appropriate?

As the warden pondered, he quickly arrived in front of the reception room. The guard pushed open the door, and Ye Tianfan, with a calm demeanor, stepped inside.

"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."

Before seeing anyone, he heard a voice.

A bout of light coughing reached his ears, causing Ye Tianfan to frown involuntarily and say, "Ren Ningyue? Is it you?"

Ren Ningyue didn't respond, not because she didn't want to, but because she couldn't. At this moment, her right hand was clutching a white handkerchief, covering half her face, coughing softly yet rapidly, several times. Ye Tianfan felt as if she were about to cough her lungs out.

Next to Ren Ningyue stood Qin Hu, still carrying the demon blade gleaming with a faint ghostly light on his back.

But unlike last time, Ye Tianfan already knew that the real owner of the demon blade was not Qin Hu but Ren Ningyue. Instead of saying Qin Hu was invited as Ren Ningyue's bodyguard, it was more fitting to call him her Sword Slave.

Looking at Ren Ningyue's sickly appearance, as if she might drop dead at any moment, Ye Tianfan couldn't help but frown.

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