Chapter 1 I Think I've Slept With This Woman
"I think I've slept with this woman!"
"Where was it, again?"
"When was it, again?"
God Trapping Prison!
Inside the warden's office, Ye Huan lay back in a recliner, staring at a video on his phone and muttering to himself.
The beautiful woman in the video was wearing a silver professional suit that perfectly accentuated her fiery figure—voluptuous breasts, a slender waist, and a rounded backside!
As for her facial features, they looked as though they had been meticulously carved by the hands of God!
Such an absolute masterpiece—let alone having slept with her, even catching a glimpse of her just once would make her unforgettable for a lifetime!
Yet, try as he might, Ye Huan simply could not remember!
"Boss, you've always been the type to pull up your pants and deny everything. How come you're suddenly so concerned about a woman you've slept with?"
Squatting beside Ye Huan and massaging his legs, the warden asked timidly.
"Did I give you permission to speak?"
Ye Huan glared at him and barked:
"Get over to the corner and practice your pelvic floor exercises. Stop annoying me here!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
The warden hurriedly scurried to a corner and began practicing.
Just then, Ye Huan's phone suddenly rang. Seeing that the caller ID showed his life-saver, 'Lin Tai', Ye Huan quickly answered.
And Lin Tai was the very person who had sent Ye Huan the video of the beauty.
Lin Tai: "Kid, did you finish watching the video I sent you?"
"Finished watching. Elder Lin, what is the meaning of this?" Ye Huan asked.
Lin Tai: "The girl in the video is named 'Lin Xi', and she's my granddaughter."
What?
Ye Huan's expression instantly looked as though he had been struck by lightning, his mind buzzing.
He had actually slept with his life-saver's granddaughter! What a beast he was!
"Elder Lin, um..."
Ye Huan awkwardly tried to explain, assuming Lin Tai had sent the video and made the call to call him to account.
Lin Tai: "Kid, do you still remember the promise you made back then?"
Ye Huan froze. Wasn't this about calling him to account? Why were they talking about past events? He said:
"Of course I remember. Back then, you saved my life, and I promised to do one thing for you—absolutely anything!"
Lin Tai: "Is that promise still valid?"
Ye Huan suddenly understood. It turned out Lin Tai wasn't here to settle scores, but rather to ask for a favor. He replied:
"Of course it's still valid. Just tell me what needs to be done. I won't hesitate even if it means mountains of swords or seas of boiling oil!"
Lin Tai: "I want you to marry Lin Xi and become a live-in son-in-law of the Lin Family. Can you do that?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Huan's face turned green. Clearly, Lin Tai had no idea that he had already slept with Lin Xi. But once Lin Xi saw him and started making a fuss, Lin Tai would find out.
How was he supposed to face his life-saver after that?!
Lin Tai: "What? You can't do it?"
"Well, it's not that I can't do it. I just feel like Lin Xi definitely won't agree to marry me," Ye Huan chuckled awkwardly.
He couldn't even remember when he had slept with Lin Xi; he must have simply pulled up his pants and walked away right after it was over.
He could only imagine how furious Lin Xi must have been at the time.
If she saw him again, heaven knew if Lin Xi would transform into a Super Saiyan out of rage and wipe him out with a Kamehameha.
Lin Tai: "Since you can do it, then that settles it. As for Lin Xi, you don't need to worry. I will persuade her to marry you."
With that, he hung up the phone.
Ye Huan stared blankly at his phone, a million profanities racing through his mind. What a disaster!
However, he was a man of principle: debts of hatred must be settled, and debts of gratitude must be repaid. Since he had promised to do something for Lin Tai, he had to follow through!
It seemed he had no choice but to face Lin Xi!
"Crash!"
At that moment, the office door was violently shoved open, and a panicked prison guard rushed in and shouted:
"Big Boss, quick! A bloody incident has broken out in District 3."
The warden acted as though he hadn't heard a thing, continuing his pelvic floor exercises. In God Trapping Prison, his position as warden was merely that of the Second Boss; the Big Boss was Ye Huan.
"Number Two, go handle it!" Ye Huan instructed.
Before the warden could speak, the prison guard said: "Second Boss can't handle this one. The one causing trouble is 'Yaoji', who was just locked in this morning!"
His tone showed not an ounce of respect for the warden, and from start to finish, he didn't even glance at him.
The warden didn't get angry either. His authority in God Trapping Prison, along with the prestige and respect he held in the hearts of the prisoners and guards, had long since been trampled into dust by Ye Huan.
Besides, he genuinely couldn't handle 'Yaoji'.
God Trapping Prison was a mysterious prison jointly funded by nations across the globe and built on an isolated island in the Pacific Ocean, specially designed to imprison God of War-level criminals and the most heinous villains!
Although he, the warden, was also a God of War, he was no match for 'Yaoji', who ranked 35th on the Global God of War List and 8th on the Assassin List!
"Yaoji?"
Ye Huan's eyes lit up as he stood up and said:
"I heard Yaoji is a beauty, an absolute peerless stunner. Let's go take a look!"
With that, he strode hurriedly toward the door.
Seeing that the Second Boss was willing to step in and save the day, the prison guard's tense expression finally relaxed. After all, no matter how strong Yaoji was, she couldn't possibly be a match for Ye Huan!
Ye Huan was, after all, the world-shaking King of Hell; he was a man who had slaughtered his way through the global underworld with a single saber until not a single soul dared to defy him—a presence known as a human-shaped fierce beast;
When all the nations of the world jointly offered a bounty of 100 billion US dollars for the head of the King of Hell, the King of Hell had simply walked up with his saber in hand and claimed the bounty;
When all the official Gods of War from every country held a meeting to discuss joining forces to capture the King of Hell, the King of Hell walked straight into the venue of the Global God of War Conference and beat every participating God of War until they each forked over 100 million US dollars just to buy back their lives;
Ever since then, the King of Hell had become the only entity in human history that no one dared to provoke;
It was no exaggeration to say that if the King of Hell so much as coughed, all seven billion-plus people on Earth would have to take medicine along with him.
As for why the King of Hell was inside God Trapping Prison!
Whenever this matter was brought up, the mood of everyone inside God Trapping Prison was like that of a neighbor who had just eaten Sichuan peppers—numb to the core!
Other prisoners were heinous criminals captured and locked away;
The King of Hell had come of his own accord, claiming he wanted to experience life. Damn it!
***
District 3, Playground!
A blonde, blue-eyed beauty with long legs had knocked all the prisoners in District 3 to the ground, beaten them to a pulp, and said coldly:
"A bunch of overconfident scumbags and scum, actually daring to lecture me on the rules without knowing your place. Take a look at who I am—are you even qualified? Do you have what it takes?"
Yaoji's face was as cold as frost as she looked down with contempt at the prisoners lying on the ground, exuding overwhelming dominance!
"Those are the rules of God Trapping Prison. Newcomers have to learn the rules first..."
Said the District 3 boss, lying flat on the ground.
"Bah, what a load of crap rules!"
Yaoji looked thoroughly unimpressed, saying arrogantly:
"You lot just wanted to give me a warning to make me obediently submit to you here in God Trapping Prison. What a joke! Who am I? I am Yaoji, ranked 35th on the Global God of War List and 8th on the Assassin List. Tell me, how many people in this world today are qualified to teach me rules?"
"You..."
"You what you? Wasn't the beating you just took enough? Do you want me to beat you again? Listen up, you scum and villains: starting from now, I am the boss of God Trapping Prison, and all of you will answer to me. Whoever disobeys will wish they were dead."
The prisoners of District 3 were furious at Yaoji's overbearing and arrogant attitude. They accepted it when the King of Hell beat them every few days because he was universally recognized as the strongest God of War on the face of the earth. What the hell was Yaoji compared to him? Not even worth the toilet paper the King of Hell had used—yet she wanted to rule over them?
"The Big Boss! The Big Boss is here!"
At that moment, a prisoner caught sight of Ye Huan walking over and shouted excitedly.
"Big Boss, the new prisoner is causing trouble, please come deal with him..."
"Big Boss, the new prisoner broke three of my ribs, you have to get justice for me..."
"Big Boss, the new prisoner is too arrogant! I kindly tried to teach him the rules, and he actually beat me up. You need to personally teach him the rules of our God Trapping Prison right now."
Upon seeing Ye Huan, the prisoners of District 3 instantly found their backbone and chimed in to complain.
Following the prisoners' gazes, Yaoji looked toward Ye Huan, the warden, and the guard who were walking over. She lifted her chin into a defiant posture, planning to use this so-called "Big Boss" of the prisoners to establish her dominance and intimidate everyone in God Trapping Prison.
"You're Yaoji?"
Ye Huan walked over, looking Yaoji up and down!
Blonde hair, blue eyes, skin as white and tender as snow, very defined and striking facial features, a height of one meter seven, and a perfectly proportioned figure with full breasts and a rounded hips—especially those exceptionally alluring long legs.
"Not bad, not bad. Truly a peerless stunner!"
Ye Huan commented, feeling that Yaoji's physical assets were on par with Lin Tai's granddaughter Lin Xi, save for the difference in skin color and the fact that one was from Huaxia while the other was a foreigner.
"That's right, I'm Yaoji. So what? You got a problem with that?"
Yaoji glared at Ye Huan with icy eyes, asking defiantly.
What kind of threat could a pretty boy who didn't even have two taels of meat on him—hair, shit, and all—possibly pose to her?
However, right after Yaoji finished speaking, she noticed that the warden, the guards, and the prisoners were all looking at her with gloating amusement, which made her scalp tingle and gave her a creeping sense that something wasn't quite right!
Ye Huan chuckled. Ranked 35th on the God of War List and 8th on the Assassin List—and this piece of work was already acting this full of herself.
I'm the King of Hell, and am I bragging about it?
"Didn't you hear what they just called me?" Ye Huan asked.
Yaoji froze: "You're the Big Boss they were talking about?"
With that, she let out a snort of laughter that sounded like a squealing pig, mocking him:
"In the legendary God Trapping Prison, the warden turns out to be a little brat who hasn't even grown all his hair yet. That's hilarious..."
"I am the Big Boss, which means everyone in God Trapping Prison answers to me!" Ye Huan said calmly.
Yet the moment his voice fell, Yaoji laughed even louder, bursting into full-blown laughter that made her shoulders shake.
The warden, guards, and prisoners were all stunned; Yaoji's laughter was simply too bewitching, too captivating!
"Since everyone in God Trapping Prison answers to you, I'd like to see how you make me answer to you."
Once she stopped laughing, Yaoji crossed her arms and challenged him.
"Grant your wish!"
Ye Huan suddenly lashed out with a kick to Yaoji's stomach, sending her flying backward like a boiled shrimp.
The warden, guards, and prisoners clicked their tongues in secret. True to his reputation as the human-shaped fierce beast, the King of Hell; he could actually bring himself to hit an absolute beauty like Yaoji without a shred of chivalry or gentleness in him.
As for Yaoji, she honestly hadn't expected Ye Huan to actually strike. Recovering her balance after flying back five meters, she roared with fury:
"You dare sneak attack me? I'll kill you!"
With that, she charged straight at Ye Huan with ghostly speed, crossing the five-meter gap in the blink of an eye and arriving right before him.
"Go to hell!"
Yaoji hurled a punch straight at Ye Huan's throat.
This punch was born of her explosive fury, and it was her full-strength strike as well. She had to use this blow to reclaim the dignity she had lost when Ye Huan sneaked up and kicked her away.
She was also convinced that this punch would completely shatter the pretty boy's dog head.
Yet!
Just as her fist was about to connect with Ye Huan's throat, Ye Huan suddenly vanished from where he stood.
"This..."
Yaoji came to a dead stop, holding her punching posture, her face plastered with shock:
"Where did he go?"
She was a God of War—and a God of War ranked 35th at that. When she launched a full-strength attack, her target had actually vanished right in front of her, moving so fast that she hadn't even caught the trajectory of his movement.
"Slap!"
At that exact second, accompanied by a sharp smack, Yaoji felt a burning pain ripple across her left buttock.
She instantly realized Ye Huan was behind her, so she whipped around in a flash with a snapping side kick.
"Slap!"
Yaoji's kick missed the air once more, and immediately after, her left buttock took another stinging slap. Furious, she spun around to attack again, only to miss once more as another blow landed squarely on her left buttock.
From then on, no matter how ferocious Yaoji's moves were, how swift her reactions, or how fast her speed,
Ye Huan would always appear ghost-like behind her, smacking her left buttock over and over again with his hand.
The warden, guards, and prisoners widened their eyes, sheer shock written all over their faces.
Was this the true power of the King of Hell?
Yaoji, a dignified warrior ranked 35th on the God of War List, was being treated like a plaything in the hands of the King of Hell. If the King of Hell actually wanted her dead, she'd probably be killed in a single move!
"I'm not fighting anymore, I'm not fighting..."
Yaoji shouted as she ground to a halt. If this kept up, her left buttock was going to be beaten into pulp by Ye Huan.
"You yield? Do you still think I can't manage you now?"
Ye Huan gave Yaoji's right buttock a vicious squeeze and asked calmly.
Yaoji spun around abruptly, her eyes burning as she stared at Ye Huan and demanded:
"Are you the King of Hell?"
For Yaoji, guessing Ye Huan's identity wasn't all that difficult.
While any warrior who made it onto the God of War List had a ranking, the gap in actual strength between them wasn't so massive that even the number one God of War could dispatch Yaoji in a single move.
Only that legendary 'King of Hell'—the strongest God of War on earth who had beaten all the official national Gods of War of every country single-handedly—possessed the terrifying strength to obliterate any God of War in a single blow.
"What's with that look on your face?"
Ye Huan felt thoroughly ill at ease under Yaoji's blazing gaze, and asked with puzzlement:
"Could it be that your brain is located in your ass, and getting a beating from me scrambled your brains?"
Not to mention Ye Huan, the warden, guards, and prisoners were completely baffled as well. Yaoji's reaction was entirely abnormal!
Everyone across the globe knew that anyone who dared provoke the King of Hell was destined to die.
According to standard logic, since Yaoji had provoked the King of Hell and found out that Ye Huan was him, she should have been scared stiff and begging for mercy. How on earth could she get this excited?
"I am willing to serve you for the rest of my life to atone for my foolish act of provocation! If you fancy my body, please feel free to enjoy it to your heart's content!"
With rapid breathing and a blushing, flushed face full of excitement, Yaoji looked at Ye Huan in eager anticipation.
Only then did Ye Huan, the warden, the guards, and the prisoners understand: Yaoji turned out to be a fan of the King of Hell.
And not just an ordinary fan, but a downright hardcore fangirl!
"You're a perceptive and sensible good girl!"
Ye Huan patted Yaoji's shoulder with satisfaction and said:
"Stick with me from now on and be my butler!"
Yaoji was ecstatic. Dropping to one knee, she declared: "I thank the King of Hell for his supreme favor!"
"Get up!"
Ye Huan helped Yaoji to her feet, swept his gaze across the crowd, and announced in a ringing voice:
"Everyone, I've had a wonderful time in God Trapping Prison this past year. I originally intended to stay here longer, but now I have matters to attend to and must leave..."
Leaving?
The King of Hell was getting out of prison?!
At that very instant, the warden, the guards, and the prisoners were all moved to tears!
The King of Hell was finally leaving prison! They wouldn't have to get beaten up every couple of days anymore!
How touching!
"Big Boss, when are you leaving? Let me arrange a farewell ceremony for you."
The warden wiped away a tear as he asked.
Damn it, he could finally reclaim the dignity, authority, and prestige that had been trampled beneath the King of Hell's feet!
He could finally be the Big Boss again!
"Leaving right now!"
With that, Ye Huan turned and walked away without the slightest hesitation, looking utterly carefree and dashing.
"Respectfully sending off the Big Boss!"
Led by the warden, everyone dropped to one knee and shouted in unison.
"I'll come back often to visit you all!"
Ye Huan waved his hand without looking back.
The warden: "..."
The guards: "..."
The prisoners: "..."
They had celebrated way too early!
The warden silently pulled out his phone and mass-texted all the official national Gods of War around the globe:
"The King of Hell has left prison. Destination unknown!"
He didn't mention that Ye Huan had taken Yaoji with him—he simply didn't dare. What if exposing the King of Hell's true whereabouts brought down the King's wrath and he ended up being skinned alive?!
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Chapter 2 Aftereffects of a Free Ride
The King of Hell had broken out of prison!
Upon learning the news, the official Gods of War of nations across the globe immediately fired off text messages to the warden to inquire:
"Where did the King of Hell go after leaving prison?"
That was what concerned them the most!
To them, the King of Hell leaving prison was the equivalent of King Yama making an undercover inspection tour of the mortal world; wherever he went, he would bring death, panic, and chaos in his wake.
However, as long as they knew where the King of Hell was headed, they could make preparations in advance.
As a result, the warden replied: "I don't know!"
That single "I don't know" caused the bladders of official Gods of War worldwide to swell instantly, scaring them so badly they almost peed themselves in tension.
They immediately issued orders for relevant departments to pull all entry records and security inspection footage from every city over the next three days, have them delivered straight to the God of War offices, and personally screen and identify them.
There was no helping it; only they had laid eyes on the true face of the King of Hell. Even if ordinary people ran into him, they wouldn't recognize him!
And while the official Gods of War of all nations were so stressed they couldn't even take a crap, massive numbers of members belonging to the world's most mysterious underground organization, the 'Hell Sect', began traveling to Huaxia in separate batches.
Simultaneously, all of the Hell Sect's intelligence personnel stationed across every city in Huaxia lifted their dormant, silent status...
***
Outside Pengcheng Airport!
Lin Xi was dressed in a black tight-fitting vest, black trousers, and black leather boots, wearing a pair of dark sunglasses.
She was currently dressing down a group of fifteen bodyguards who were dressed in matching attire:
"Listen up, all of you. Once that man walks out of the airport later, don't strike until I give the order. When you hit him, avoid his vital spots and aim strictly for the fleshier areas—like his ass, for instance. Just lay into him hard, understand?"
"Understood!"
The fifteen bodyguards replied in unison.
Lin Xi nodded, turning her gaze toward the airport exit while thinking with indignant fury:
"Hmph, you want to marry me? Let's see you get beaten until you can't get out of bed for three months first!"
She was genuinely furious.
Her grandfather, Lin Tai, had inexplicably forced her to 'marry' some stranger she had never met, whose name she didn't know, and whose profession was a complete mystery.
She was the dignified eldest miss of the Lin Family, after all—how could her marriage be treated as such a child's game?
And so, she had come up with this idea of beating up her fiancé. While it might not change her grandfather's mind, it would at least buy her time and prolong the wedding!
Lin Xi had already made up her mind: she would beat her fiancé into the hospital first, and once he got out, she'd keep beating him until he took the initiative to call off the engagement herself!
If you want to be a woman, you've got to be ruthless!