Chapitre 485: Father-level Treatment

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!"