"I think I've slept with this woman!"
"Where was it that we slept?"
"When was it that we slept?"
Trapped God Prison!
In the warden's office, Ye Huan lay back in a recliner, staring at a video on his phone and muttering to himself.
In the video, a stunning beauty dressed in a silver professional suit perfectly accented her fiery figure—ample breasts, a slender waist, and rounded hips!
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 single glimpse of her would leave an unforgettable impression for a lifetime!
Yet, try as he might, Ye Huan simply could not remember!
"Master, you've always been the type to pull up your pants and deny everything. How come you're suddenly taking an interest in a woman you've slept with?"
Squatting nearby and pounding Ye Huan's legs, the warden asked timidly.
"Did I give you permission to speak?"
Ye Huan glared at him and rebuked:
"Scram over to the corner and practice your pelvic floor exercises. Don't annoy me here!"
"Yes, yes, right away!"
The warden hurried over to a corner and began practicing.
At that moment, Ye Huan's phone suddenly rang. Seeing that the caller ID was his lifesaver, "Lin Tai", Ye Huan quickly answered.
And Lin Tai was the very person who had sent the video of the beauty to Ye Huan.
Lin Tai: "Kid, have you finished watching the video I sent you?"
"Finished. Old Lin, what do you mean by this?" Ye Huan asked.
Lin Tai: "The girl in the video is named 'Lin Xi', and she is my granddaughter."
What?
Ye Huan's expression instantly looked as though he had been struck by lightning, his head buzzing.
He had actually slept with his lifesaver's granddaughter—what a brute!
"Old Lin, um..."
Ye Huan awkwardly tried to explain, assuming Lin Tai had sent the video and called to settle accounts.
Lin Tai: "Kid, do you still remember the promise you made back then?"
Ye Huan was stunned. Wasn't this about settling accounts? Why were they bringing up the past? He said:
"Of course I remember. Back then, you saved my life, and I promised to do one thing for you—any thing at all!"
Lin Tai: "Is that promise still valid?"
Ye Huan dawned on him; Lin Tai wasn't here to settle accounts, but rather had a favor to ask. He replied:
"Of course it's still valid. Just tell me what needs to be done, and I won't hesitate even if it means mountains of blades or seas of boiling oil!"
Lin Tai: "I want you to marry Lin Xi as your wife and join the Lin Family as a matrilocal husband. Can you do it?"
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 kicked up a fuss, Lin Tai would find out.
How was he supposed to face his lifesaver after that?!
Lin Tai: "What? You can't do it?"
"Well, it's not that I can't do it. I just feel that Lin Xi definitely won't agree to marry me," Ye Huan laughed awkwardly.
He couldn't even remember when he had slept with Lin Xi, but he had definitely pulled up his pants and left right after finishing.
He could easily imagine how furious Lin Xi must have been at the time.
If he were to run into Lin Xi again, who knew—she might rage into a Super Saiyan and blast him away with a Kamehameha.
Lin Tai: "Since you can do it, then this matter is settled. As for Lin Xi's side, 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 mythical creatures stampeding across his heart. What a disaster he had brought upon himself!
Still, he was a man of principle: debts of blood must be paid, and debts of gratitude must be returned. Since he had promised to do something for Lin Tai, he had to follow through!
It looked like he had no choice but to face Lin Xi!
"Clang!"
Just then, the office door was shoved open, and a panicked prison guard rushed in shouting:
"Big Boss, quick! There's bloodshed in District 3."
The warden acted as if he hadn't heard a thing, continuing his pelvic floor exercises. In Trapped God Prison, his position as warden only made him the Second Boss; the actual Big Boss was Ye Huan.
"Number Two, go handle it!" Ye Huan instructed.
Before the warden could speak, the prison guard said: "Number Two can't handle this one. The one causing trouble is 'Yaoji', who was just locked in this morning!"
Throughout his words, he showed not an ounce of respect to the warden, not even sparing him a single glance from start to finish.
The warden didn't get angry either. His power within Trapped God Prison and his prestige 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'.
Trapped God 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-level fighters who had broken the law and the most heinous villains!
Even though 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 Killer 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 outside.
Seeing that the Second Boss was willing to step in and save the day, the prison guard finally relaxed his tense expression. After all, no matter how strong Yaoji was, she couldn't possibly be a match for Ye Huan!
Ye Huan was the Underworld King whose name struck terror across the globe; a single man with a single saber, he had slaughtered the global underworld until not a single soul dared to defy him, existing as a human beast among men.
All the nations of the world had jointly pooled 100 billion US dollars as a bounty for the Underworld King's head, only for the Underworld King to swing his saber and collect the bounty himself.
All the official Gods of War from every country on earth had once held a meeting to discuss joining forces to capture the Underworld King, but Ye Huan had simply marched straight into the venue of the Global God of War summit and beaten every attending God of War until each paid 100 million US dollars in ransom money to save their own lives.
From that day on, the Underworld King became the only entity in human history whom no one dared to provoke.
To put it without exaggeration, if the Underworld King so much as coughed, the world's population of over 7 billion would have to take medicine along with him.
As for why the Underworld King was inside Trapped God Prison!
Whenever that matter was brought up, the mood of everyone inside Trapped God Prison was like a neighbor eating Sichuan peppercorns—numb to the core!
Other prisoners were heinous villains captured and locked away in the prison;
The Underworld King had come of his own accord, claiming he wanted to experience life—what the hell!
...
District 3, courtyard!!
A long-legged beauty with blonde hair and blue eyes had knocked all the prisoners of District 3 flat on the ground, beating them soundly before saying coldly:
"A bunch of overestimating scum and trash, 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 that kind of ability?"
Yaoji's face was as cold as frost as she looked down with utter disdain at the prisoners lying on the ground, overflowing with tyrannical dominance!
"These are the rules of Trapped God Prison. Anyone new has to learn the rules first..."
Said the District 3 boss, lying flat on the ground.
"Bah, what kind of bullshit rules!"
Yaoji looked utterly contemptuous as she said haughtily:
"You lot just wanted to give me a show of force so I'd obediently submit to you here in Trapped God Prison. What a joke! Who am I? I am Yaoji, ranked 35th on the Global God of War List and 8th on the Killer List. Tell me, in this day and age, how many people are qualified to teach me the rules?"
"You..."
"You what? Wasn't the beating you just took enough? Want me to thrash you again? Listen up, you scum and trash: from now on, I am the boss of Trapped God Prison, and you will all answer to me. Whoever disobeys will wish they were dead."
The prisoners of District 3 were infuriated by Yaoji's arrogance and overbearing attitude. When the Underworld King beat them every few days, they accepted it because the Underworld King 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 used toilet paper the Underworld King threw away, yet she wanted to rule over them?
"Big Boss! The Big Boss is here!"
At that moment, a prisoner spotted Ye Huan walking over and shouted excitedly:
"Big Boss, the new prisoner is causing trouble, please do something..."
"Big Boss, the new prisoner broke three of my ribs, you have to seek justice for me..."
"Big Boss, this new inmate is way too arrogant. I kindly tried to teach him the rules, and he actually hit me. You've got to personally teach him the rules of our Trapped God Prison."
Catching sight of Ye Huan, the District 3 prisoners instantly found their backbone and vied with one another to shout out their complaints.
Following the prisoners' gazes, Yaoji looked toward the approaching Ye Huan, warden, and guard. She tilted her chin up in a provocative expression, planning to use this so-called "Big Boss" mentioned by the prisoners to establish her authority and cow everyone in Trapped God Prison.
"You're Yaoji?"
Ye Huan walked up and looked Yaoji up and down!
Blonde hair, blue eyes, skin as white and tender as snow, exquisitely sculpted facial features, a height of one meter seven, and a perfectly proportioned figure with full curves—especially those exceptionally alluring long legs.
"Not bad, not bad. Truly a peerless stunner!"
Ye Huan commented, feeling that Yaoji's physical traits were on par with Lin Tai's granddaughter, Lin Xi, differing only in skin tone and nationality—one being Huaxia and the other a foreigner.
"That's right, I'm Yaoji. So what? Got a problem with that?"
Yaoji glared at Ye Huan with icy eyes and asked provocatively.
What kind of pretty boy, who couldn't even scrape together two taels of weight including his hair and dirt, could possibly pose any threat to her?
Yet after Yaoji spoke, she noticed the warden, guards, and prisoners all looking at her with gloating amusement, sending a creepy chill through her as she sensed something was terribly wrong!
Ye Huan chuckled. Ranked 35th on the God of War List and 8th on the Killer List—and that alone was enough to make this piece of work this full of herself.
He was the Underworld King himself; was he going around bragging about it?
"Did you not hear what they just called me?" Ye Huan asked.
Yaoji was momentarily stunned: "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 Trapped God Prison, the warden is actually some hairless toddler. Hilarious..."
"I am the Big Boss, which means everyone in Trapped God Prison answers to me," Ye Huan said calmly.
Yet the moment his voice fell, Yaoji laughed even harder, bursting into wild laughter that made her shoulders shake.
The warden, guards, and prisoners were all dumbfounded, simply because Yaoji's laughter was far too bewitching and alluring!
"Since everyone in Trapped God Prison answers to you, then I'd like to see how you plan to manage me."
Once she stopped laughing, Yaoji crossed her arms and challenged him.
"I'll grant your wish!"
Ye Huan suddenly kicked Yaoji right in the stomach, sending her flying backward like a boiled shrimp.
The warden, guards, and prisoners inwardly clicked their tongues. As expected of the human beast of the Underworld King—he could actually bring himself to strike such an exquisite beauty without a shred of chivalry or gentleness in him.
As for Yaoji, she genuinely hadn't expected Ye Huan to make a move. Regaining her balance after flying back five meters, she flew into a rage:
"You dared launch a sneak attack on me! I'll kill you!"
With that, she charged straight at Ye Huan like a ghost, crossing the five-meter distance in the blink of an eye to arrive right in front of him.
"Go to hell!"
Yaoji slammed a fist toward Ye Huan's throat.
This punch was thrown in a fit of rage and represented her full strength; she needed to use this strike to reclaim the dignity she had lost when Ye Huan's sneak attack sent her flying.
She also firmly believed this punch would completely blow apart this pretty boy's head.
Yet!
Just as her fist was about to connect with Ye Huan's throat, Ye Huan suddenly vanished from the spot.
"This..."
Yaoji came to a halt, maintaining her punching posture with shock written all over her face:
"Where did he go?"
She was a God of War—and a 35th-ranked one at that—yet when she struck with all her might, her target had vanished right before her eyes, moving with a speed so great that she hadn't even managed to track his movement.
"Slap!"
Just then, accompanied by a crisp sound, Yaoji felt a burning sensation of pain across her left buttock.
Instantly realizing that Ye Huan was behind her, she whirled around and unleashed a whip kick.
"Slap!"
Yaoji's kick missed empty air once more, and immediately afterward, her left buttock received another hard slap. Furious, she spun around to attack again, only to miss once more as her left buttock took yet another blow.
From that moment on, no matter how sharp Yaoji's moves were, how quick her reflexes, or how blinding her speed—
Ye Huan would always ghost behind her, repeatedly using his hand to smack her left buttock.
The warden, guards, and prisoners stared with wide eyes, absolute shock plastered across their faces.
Was this the true power of the Underworld King?
Yaoji, a dignified 35th-ranked God of War, was treated like a toy in the Underworld King's hands. If the Underworld King had intended to kill her, Yaoji probably would have been wiped out in a single move!
"I'm not fighting anymore, I'm not fighting..."
Yaoji shouted as she forced herself to a halt; if this kept up, her left buttock was going to be beaten to a pulp by Ye Huan.
"You yield? Still think I can't handle you now?"
Ye Huan gave Yaoji's right buttock a firm squeeze and asked calmly.
Yaoji abruptly spun around, staring at Ye Huan with burning eyes as she asked:
"Are you the Underworld King?"
For Yaoji, guessing Ye Huan's identity wasn't actually that difficult.
While all Gods of War on the leaderboard possessed rankings, the gaps in their actual strength weren't that massive; even the number one God of War couldn't possibly take Yaoji down in a single move.
Only that legendary 'Underworld King'—the strongest God of War on the face of the earth, who had single-handedly beaten all official national Gods of War of every country to a pulp—possessed the terrifying strength to instantly annihilate any God of War.
"What kind of look is that?"
Ye Huan felt thoroughly uncomfortable under Yaoji's burning gaze and asked in puzzlement:
"Could it be that your brain is located in your backside, and getting smacked around by me scrambled your brains?"
Let alone Ye Huan, the warden, guards, and prisoners were equally baffled—Yaoji's reaction was simply too abnormal!
Everyone in the world knew that anyone who provoked the Underworld King was bound to die.
According to logical reasoning, since Yaoji had provoked the Underworld King and now discovered that Ye Huan was none other than him, she should have been paralyzed with fear and begging for mercy. Why on earth was she 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, you can take and enjoy it however you please!"
Yaoji's breathing grew ragged, her pretty face flushed red with excitement as she looked at Ye Huan in eager anticipation.
At that, Ye Huan, the warden, guards, and prisoners finally understood: Yaoji turned out to be a fan of the Underworld King.
And not just an ordinary fan, but a hardcore brainless fanatic!
"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!"
Overjoyed, Yaoji dropped to one knee and said: "Thank you, Underworld King, for your supreme favor!"
"Get up!"
Ye Huan helped Yaoji to her feet, swept his gaze across the crowd, and announced in a clear voice:
"Everyone, I've had a wonderful time this past year in Trapped God Prison. I originally wanted to stay here longer, but now I have matters to attend to and must leave..."
Leaving?
The Underworld King was getting out of prison?!
At that exact instant, the warden, guards, and prisoners were all so moved they nearly burst into tears!
The Underworld King was finally leaving prison! They wouldn't have to worry about getting beaten to a pulp every few days anymore!
How touching!
"Big Boss, when are you leaving? Let me arrange a grand farewell ceremony for you."
The warden wiped away a tear as he asked.
Damn it, he was finally going to reclaim the dignity, power, and prestige that had been crushed beneath the Underworld King's feet!
He was finally going to be the Big Boss again!
"Right now!"
With that, Ye Huan turned and walked away, showing not a trace of lingering attachment as he strode off with supreme nonchalance.
"Respectfully seeing 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 turning his head.
Warden: "..."
Guards: "..."
Prisoners: "..."
They had rejoiced far too early!
Silently, the warden pulled out his phone and sent a mass text message to the official God of War chat group of every nation across the globe:
"The Underworld King has left prison, destination unknown!"
He didn't mention that Ye Huan had taken Yaoji with him—he simply didn't dare. If exposing Yaoji happened to give away the Underworld King's true whereabouts, the Underworld King would skin him alive!
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Chapter 2: The Aftermath of a Free Ride
The Underworld King was out of prison!
Upon learning this news, official Gods of War from nations across the globe immediately fired off text messages to the warden:
"Where did the Underworld King go after leaving prison?"
This was what concerned them the most!
To them, the Underworld King leaving prison was practically equivalent to King Yama paying a private inspection visit to the mortal realm; wherever he walked, he brought death, panic, and chaos in his wake.
However, as long as they knew where the Underworld King was heading, they could make preparations in advance.
The warden's reply was simply: "I don't know!"
That single "I don't know" caused the bladders of official Gods of War worldwide to instantly swell, their nervous panic squeezing out a rush of urine.
They immediately issued orders for relevant departments to pull every single city's inbound travel records and security screening footage for the next three days, rushing the files straight to the Gods of War offices so they could personally screen and identify him.
There was no help for it; only they had laid eyes on the Underworld King's true face. Even if ordinary people ran into the Underworld King, they wouldn't recognize him!
And just as official Gods of War across the globe were in such nervous agony they couldn't even drop a turd, massive numbers of operatives from the world's most mysterious underground organization, 'Hell Gate', began batch-traveling to Huaxia.
Simultaneously, all dormant and silenced intelligence personnel belonging to Hell Gate across every city in Huaxia instantly lifted their standby states...
...
Outside Pengcheng Airport!
Lin Xi wore a black tight-fitting vest, black pants, black leather boots, and dark sunglasses.
She was currently lecturing a team of 15 bodyguards who were dressed in identical outfits:
"Listen up, all of you. Later, once that man comes out of the airport, wait for my signal before you strike. When you hit him, avoid his vital organs and aim straight for the fleshier parts—like his backside or places like that. Just lay into him hard, got it?"
"Understood!"
The 15 bodyguards shouted in unison.
Lin Xi nodded, glancing toward the airport exit as she thought with puffed-up cheeks:
"Hmph, you want to marry me? I'll make sure 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 before, whose name she didn't even know, and whose profession was a complete mystery.
She was the dignified eldest miss of the Lin Family—how could her marriage be treated as such a child's game?!
And so, she had come up with the brilliant idea of beating up her fiancé. While it couldn't change her grandfather's decision, it could certainly stall the wedding date!
Lin Xi had already made up her mind: she would beat her fiancé into the hospital first, and once he got out, she'd beat him right back in, repeating the cycle until he willingly called off the engagement.
To be a woman, one had to be ruthless!