Yang Yi sat against the wall, silent for a long time.
Reflecting on the events of the last two days, Yang Yi realized he might indeed have been arrogant, just as Zhang Yong said, his tail was up in the air.
So far, he truly had been able to take and ask at will, but were any of those he defeated considered experts? Not to mention experts, besides being physically robust, they hadn't even learned how to throw a more powerful punch; they were entirely at the level of ordinary people, at most a bit stronger and more ruthless than the average person.
But the problem is, outside of prison, these people use guns, not knives.
Yang Yi didn't plan to stay in prison for life, so the prison's ecosystem was meaningless to him; going out with the mindset from prison would be tragic, it would cost him his life.
