"Hello, Warden!"
A chubby fellow walked into the prison with his hands behind his back, a toothpick between his lips, and bits of meat stuck between his teeth.
"Mm, everyone work hard for me!"
The warden strolled through the prison with his hands behind his back. This was his small domain, and in this place, he was the sky; everyone had to listen to him!
His appearance gave Jiang Xiaobai some ideas. Controlling Xiong Fei was merely controlling an ordinary lackey, and the information he could gather was limited, without any special privileges.
If he could control the warden, he could become the master behind the prison, gaining countless privileges, allowing him to roam the Spiritual Mountain under the guise of official business.
With this thought, Jiang Xiaobai came up with a plan.
The warden made a round in the prison, perfunctorily inspecting the place, and then left.
