At breakfast time, Yang Yi habitually glanced at the spot where the Boxing King and his crew usually sat.
The Boxing King had not shown up yet, but his underlings were looking at Yang Yi with an increasingly arrogant demeanor.
In the past few days, the Boxing King's men would not dare look at Yang Yi like that, even though they outnumbered him and seemed more formidable; when they looked at Yang Yi, they used to conceal the ferocity in their eyes, but now, there was no hiding their murderous intent when they eyed him.
Indeed, things had gotten complicated; it seemed that the Boxing King was not only waiting for revenge but had evidently spread the word, emboldening his minions once again.
Prison is a place that respects strength; if you're tough, others fear you, and winning fights helps maintain status. But losing, especially to a young man who doesn't look particularly big or strong, endangered the Boxing King's position.
