A dark-faced man, pointing at Wang Hao's nose, asked, "Newbie, come here. Spill it, what did you do?"
Wang Hao responded with a cold smile and said nonchalantly, "Assaulting someone, I even beat out their intestines!"
The dark-faced man gloated and said, "Looks like you hit someone with quite the background to get thrown into this cell number 4438!"
Wang Hao clapped his hands and replied casually, "It's alright, that guy indeed had some background."
The dark-faced man pressed further, "Who, tell us, old Black might even know him!"
Wang Hao replied indifferently, "Yuan Ye."
Before Wang Hao's words could settle, the other dozen or so people in the detention room all pricked up their ears.
In Donghua City, the numero uno Yuan Ye's reputation was sky-high, and every ruffian involved in Jianghu had heard of his thundering renown.
The dark-faced man couldn't quite believe it and asked with a mix of suspicion and disbelief, "You mean Donghua's numero uno Yuan Ye?"
