On the flying boat.
Gazing through the porthole, Meng Yu sighed as he watched groups of children below, some cheering with their parents, others leaving with bowed heads, disheartened.
The happy and free life had ended; it was time to return to Hongye Prison again.
For this reason, he had even had his head shaved in advance to make himself look more spirited.
Thinking about it, his experience in the Martial Arts Miniature World this time was quite good. The only issue was that he had revealed his strength, but regardless, a teenager of his age was already renowned as a genius in the history of the Immortal Sect.
The flying boat landed, and he was back at Hongye Prison, but... he was taken directly to the office of the Prison Warden?
Right, with the way he had performed in the competition, the Prison Warden uncle must be over the moon with joy, right? The Red Leaf Wooden Swords must be selling extraordinarily well, and he must be making a fortune and getting promoted, right?
