"Boss, this is the latest dish I've learned. Have a taste."

"The taste is alright."

"I've learned a new set of massage techniques. Let me give you a massage."

"Good strength."

"Boss, this is the latest model of the Fruit phone, it's full of movies..."

"I don't care much about the movies. I value the technology more."

In the First Prison of Jianghai City, a group of extremely dangerous criminals were all trying to please a twenty-year-old young man.

The young man was named Yang Yu. He was comfortably enjoying various services from those around him, even more luxurious than a wealthy man.

Soon, a dozen prison guards surrounded the prison director and walked over to him.

The prison director said with a broad smile, "Lin lad, you've made a great contribution this time. The higher-ups decided to release you earlier, you can go now."

Yang Yu stood up instantly, with his excitement hardly concealable: "Old man, I can't thank you enough. Just let me know if you need anything in the future."

The prison director waved his hand, "If it wasn’t for you curing my illness, I would've been long gone and certainly would not be enjoying my current blissful life."

"Well, let's not get sentimental. I'm going."

Thinking of his family, Yang Yu turned and started to leave.

"Wait."

The warden had something to address, so he promptly said, "I mentioned before that a friend of mine fell seriously ill. I was hoping you could lend your skills and help treat him."

"Sure," Yang Yu agreed readily.

"There's another thing."

The warden's gaze softened as he looked at Yang Yu, akin to a father's gentle gaze towards his child.

"There seem to be many misunderstandings in the society about people like us, it could be difficult for you to find a good spouse. So, I took the initiative to arrange a marriage for you with the daughter of my old friend. Behave well when you go there, and try to settle the wedding as soon as possible."

He was grateful to Yang Yu, but he was also thinking about his old friend. He wanted to introduce Yang Yu, a real dragon, to his friend's daughter.

Yang Yu, seeing through his intentions but choosing not to voice them, waved his hand, "I have a girlfriend. She's waited two years for me, I can't let her down."

The warden chuckled, "When shopping, you compare goods from three stores. Why should it be any different when choosing a wife? Don't be hanging onto one tree, be more flexible as a young man. What if the girl I’m introducing you to ends up being your true love?”

"I appreciate your offer, but let's forget it. Since I’ll be visiting your friend anyway, at that time, I can make things clear with him."

Yang Yu turned around and bid farewell to a group of prisoners: "While I'm gone, behave yourselves."

"We understand, boss."

"Goodbye, boss."

"We bid you farewell, boss!"

These murderers, who wouldn't blink an eye while killing someone, bent at the waist to send off Yang Yu.

The warden watched Yang Yu’s retreating figure, squinting his eyes until they were mere slits. He murmured to himself, "The real dragon embarks to the sea, stirring up the world in his wake. Our world is about to become much more exciting."

...

"Dad, Mom, Xia, I'm back!"

Yang Yu stood outside the prison, greedily breathing in the fresh air. The sunlight sprinkled on him, carrying the scent of freedom.

He looked in the direction of home, his mind racing.

Two years ago, during his girlfriend Li Xia's birthday, they were celebrating at a karaoke bar. Unexpectedly, a rich second generation named Fu Mingliang took a fancy to Li Xia and insisted on taking her away.

In anger, Yang Yu used a beer bottle to smash Fu Mingliang's head, nearly killing him.

He had consequently brought down trouble upon himself.

Fu's family, due to its wealth and influence, insisted on having Yang Yu locked up, and in the end, Yang Yu was sentenced to five years in prison.

This was a devastating blow to Yang Yu's family. Regardless of how much his parents pleaded, the Fu family remained unmoved.

What nobody knew, however, was that Yang Yu ended up with a blessing in disguise.

During his fight with Fu Mingliang, his ancestral jade pendant, which he had carried since childhood, was stained with his blood.

The jade pendant, having absorbed his blood, suddenly transformed into a beam of light that merged into his body.

Suddenly, all sorts of information flooded into his mind.

It turns out that the jade pendant had sealed the lifelong knowledge of one of Yang Yu's ancestors. This knowledge included the Heavenly Eye that could discern truth from illusion, a medical scripture that could heal living and dead flesh, mysterious arts, cultivation techniques, various world array methods, and other undisclosed secrets.

Having gained this inheritance, he taught the defiant prison tyrants a lesson on his very first day in prison.

And with his unmatched skills, he became the king of this prison.

Now, because of his good behavior, he was granted a two-year reduction in his sentence and released early.

"Xiao Xia, I won't let you wait in vain these two years. Once I deal with Fu Mingliang, I'll proudly take you home as my wife!"

Yang Yu saw a beautiful figure appear before him, his heart filling with happiness.

He thought about their wedding as he hurried home.

However, as soon as he arrived home, he saw some menacing men gathered around his door from a distance.

"Damn you, when are you going to pay back what you owe?"