Chapter 282: Does This Place Even Exist?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ye Chen took a few more puffs on the park bench to clear his mind. Then, he took out his phone and called Ye Lingtian.
“How much do you know about Ghost Prison?”
On the other end of the line, Ye Lingtian looked confused and shook his head.
“Hall Master, I’ve never heard of this name before.”
“In the future, during your investigations of Capital City, keep an eye out for any information about this place.”
“Yes, Hall Master!”
Then, Ye Chen called Lei Shuwei. He expected Dragon Soul to know more, as they were a government force, but the answer he got was the same.
It was as if the Ghost Prison did not exist in this world.
After hanging up, Ye Chen fell into deep thought.
“A name that even Dragon Soul doesn’t recognize. Does this Ghost Prison really exist?”
Although Jiang Jianfeng was somewhat hostile toward him, the other party should not have lied to him. After clearing his mind, Ye Chen stood up and prepared to leave the park.
He raised his head and looked at the illusory blood dragon in the sky. It swooped down from the sky, creating howling gales.
He could also hear faint dragon roars…
Bang!
Finally, it rushed straight into his body.
He had discovered the blood dragon recently, and had thought that he was the only one who could see it. Now, it seemed that an expert of Jiang Jianfeng’s level could also sense it.
Although he did not know how this illusory blood dragon was formed, he felt that it should not be harmful to him.
The Samsara Graveyard shook when the blood dragon rushed into his body, and the third tombstone cracked a little more, and a shadowy figure gradually appeared.
When it finished condensing, it revealed the figure of a black-robed old man, whose gaze was so cold that it made one’s heart palpitate.
The black-robed old man looked at the one hundred tombstones behind him solemnly.
“Is it really worth it for us to gamble our fates on a young kid?”
As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew through the Samsara Graveyard, and the old man’s figure completely disappeared.
The Samsara Graveyard returned to silence.
However, Ye Chen, who was outside, did not notice any of this as he walked straight to where Xiao Deng parked his car.
Suddenly, Ye Chen stopped.
He noticed something out of the corner of his eyes, and then turned and stared at a figure in the distance.
The figure was limping as he walked while carrying a huge snakeskin bag on his shoulder.
When the person reached a good spot, he put down the snakeskin bag and started to organize his things to set up a stall.
Although it was still early in the morning, there were already many people setting up stalls nearby. This park had a good flow of foot traffic, and because many of these stalls were selling daily necessities, a few aunties were already checking out the stalls.
The reason why Ye Chen stopped was because he recognized the person who was limping.
This person was Zhong Xueyong, and he was from Songshan County below River City. He ran a stall to make a living and was a straightforward person.
When Ye Chen first came to River City, in order to earn money, he bought a bunch of things and set up a stall in North Park. It was also at that time that Shen Mengjia invited him to the Shen family’s residence and he got to know Shen Haihua.
He had a good impression of this uncle who had helped him back then.
However, why did he come to Jiangnan Province?
Furthermore, that limp was not there a few months ago.
Ye Chen walked over. When he arrived at the stall, Zhong Xueyong laughed heartily as he went about his usual sales spiel.
“Take a look, take a look. I sell only honest wares with honest prices. Little brother…”
The voice suddenly trailed off.
Zhong Xueyong was momentarily stunned before he muttered, “Little Ye, why are you here?”
“Uncle Zhong, what a coincidence. 1 just happened to be here for some morning exercise. Why are you here in Jiangnan Province?” Ye Chen asked as he smiled.
Zhong Xueyong explained, “My daughter transferred to a school in Jiangnan Province, so I set up my stall nearby for the convenience of looking after her here.”
“Oh right, Little Ye, the things for the stall you set up last time are still with me. 1 waited for you in River City for more than ten days, but you didn’t appear…”
The two of them chatted for a while before Ye Chen’s gaze turned on Zhong Xueyong’s leg.
“Uncle Zhong, what’s wrong with your leg?”
Zhong Xueyong’s expression changed, and he immediately smiled awkwardly, “I accidentally fell. It’s not a big deal…”
Ye Chen’s brows were tightly knitted together. From just a glance, it was obvious to him that the injury was the result of a heavy blow. However, since the other party did not want to talk about it, there was no need to pursue the matter.
At this moment, someone shouted, “They’re here again!”
Zhong Xueyong’s eyes immediately darted over to the group of people who were rushing over.
He panicked and tried to hurriedly pack up his goods, stuffing everything back in the bag as quickly as he could.
Then he slung the bag over his shoulder and tried to run as quickly as possible. However, his bag was too heavy for such movements with his injured leg, so he winced in pain.
Still, he gritted his teeth and persevered.
“Little Ye, let’s not chat for now. Those fellows are here…”
With that said, Zhong Xueyong limped away.
Suddenly, Zhong Xueyong’s injured leg gave out under the weight of what he was carrying, and he fell to the ground, bleeding.
Ye Chen saw this and was about to go over and help, but Zhong Xueyong quickly scrambled back to his feet, stuffing the goods that had fallen out back into the snakeskin bag.
At this moment, a few men in uniforms with black batons in their hands arrived in front of Zhong Xueyong!
“d.a.m.ned cripple, are you still trying to run?”
The man in the lead even kicked Zhong Xueyong in the chest, causing him to fall over. The contents of the bag spilled out onto the ground in a mess.
“I’ve f*cking seen you here more than ten times. It seems that it’s not enough to cripple one leg, so 1 should cripple your other leg too, huh?”
“Last time, I asked you to pay up, but you didn’t. Despite that, you still want to set up a stall here? Not gonna happen old man!”
The man in the lead was about to strike Zhong Xueyong with his baton when a gust of wind blew past.
Ye Chen appeared in front of Zhong Xueyong, his five fingers holding the black baton tightly.
“Get lost!”
Ye Chen swung his arm and the man was sent flying. The man fell to the ground in a sorry state and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The baton was already twisted beyond recognition.
“Uncle Zhong, are you alright?”
Ye Chen helped Zhong Xueyong up.
“Little Ye, you beat them up? Sigh, that’s gonna be troublesome!”
Ye Chen was about to speak when he heard a furious voice behind him.”
F*cking h.e.l.l! So this d.a.m.ned cripple found a martial arts pract.i.tioner to help him!”
The man stood up, his eyes bloodshot.
“It seems that breaking one of your legs that day wasn’t enough. You seem h.e.l.l-bent on losing both of your legs, so I’ll fulfill your wish!”
The remaining men in uniforms surrounded Ye Chen and Zhong Xueyong.
A hint of anger flashed across Ye Chen’s eyes.
“Uncle Zhong, were they the ones that broke your leg?”