Lin Xi went on to tell Li Ming about some strange incidents that had happened in the prison before, and she specifically reminded him to discuss any unusual situations with her first. If things became too much to handle, he could then inform her father—or Li Ming's own dad.
However, Li Ming had no intention of contacting his father for now. He wasn’t a child anymore—how could he run home to his parents every time he faced hardship outside?
The two chatted for over an hour until Li Ming’s eyelids grew heavy. Only then did he bid Lin Xi farewell and return to his office. Too tired to even wash up, he lay down on the bed and soon drifted into steady, even breaths.
The next morning…
Today, Li Ming woke up naturally. Lin Xi didn’t come to rouse him—perhaps still feeling awkward after accidentally seeing him in an exposed state last time. Li Ming was more than happy to enjoy a good, uninterrupted sleep.
After washing up, he checked the time and headed straight to Wang Keyan’s quarters. Today’s main task was arranging the meeting between her and her mother.
When he arrived at Wang Keyan’s door, it was open. He stepped inside but didn’t see her. Puzzled, he asked a guard outside and learned that she had gone to the cafeteria with the second-in-command officer for breakfast.
Since Li Ming was hungry too, he made his way to the cafeteria.
There, he immediately spotted Wang Keyan, still wearing the same "ik" outfit from the night before. Seated at her table were not only the second-in-command officer but also—surprisingly—Lin Xi.
As soon as Li Ming appeared at the cafeteria entrance, Lin Xi noticed him and waved him over.
"Look who’s here—the warden himself! Come join us! This table’s got a pretty girl, so the food tastes better!" Lin Xi’s voice carried across the cafeteria, drawing amused glances from the other officers.
"Ahem! What nonsense…" Li Ming’s face flushed slightly as he quickly took a seat.
Wang Keyan couldn’t help but smile at his flustered reaction.
"Pfft. Keyan just told us all about it—how you heroically saved the day, traveling far and wide to reunite her with the mother she’s been longing for. That’s amazing! If I were the warden, I’d give you a commendation. Too bad I’m just the deputy… Guess you’ll have to award yourself one!" Lin Xi shrugged, teasing him deliberately.
"Uh… So you all know already. It’s nothing special, just part of the job. Let’s eat!" Li Ming sighed inwardly—Wang Keyan had spilled everything to them. He had no choice but to steer the conversation elsewhere.
"Sorry, Brother Li… I didn’t ask before telling them…" Wang Keyan lowered her head, looking guilty.
"Hey, no need to apologize to him. It’s nothing embarrassing," Lin Xi cut in, waving her hand dismissively.
"Yeah, don’t worry about it. It’s no big deal. Keyan, eat up—you barely had anything yesterday. You must be starving. After this, I’ll arrange for you to meet your mother." Li Ming took the bowl handed to him by the officer from the first block and dug in.
"Ladies, take notes! If you’re looking for a boyfriend, our warden here is the standard—thoughtful, attentive, the whole package. Better yet, just aim for the warden himself—skip the middleman!" Lin Xi’s remark sparked laughter and cheers from the surrounding officers.
Li Ming kept his head down, speeding up his eating as if to escape the conversation.
Meanwhile, Wang Keyan’s cheeks turned pink. She took Lin Xi’s words to heart, stealing a glance at Li Ming before quickly looking away.
After wolfing down his meal—only about 60% full—Li Ming stood up first, giving Wang Keyan a meaningful look before leaving the cafeteria.
Wang Keyan followed closely behind, her hands fidgeting nervously as she stole glances at his back.
Sensing her unease, Li Ming reassured her softly.
"Keyan, don’t worry. I’m taking you to the counseling room now. Your mother will be there soon. Just relax."
Wang Keyan nodded. "Brother Li… I’m just scared. My mother and I were separated when I was very young. If not for an old photo of her, I wouldn’t even remember what she looked like. Now that we’re about to meet… I’m afraid she won’t be the way I imagined…"
"Silly girl. No matter how different she is from what you pictured, she’s still your mother—the woman who’s spent 13 years in prison worrying about you, missing you every single day. Don’t stress over it. Once you see her, all these worries will disappear."
"Come on, let’s hurry. The sooner you meet her, the sooner these anxieties will vanish." Li Ming smiled gently and quickened his pace.
At the counseling room, Li Ming had Wang Keyan wait while he and the second-in-command officer went to retrieve Wang Xin from the second block.
After passing through multiple security checkpoints, Li Ming finally stood outside Wang Xin’s cell.
Without needing instruction, the officer swiftly unlocked the door.
Wang Xin’s cell housed six inmates. She glanced at the digital clock on the wall—it wasn’t time for yard access yet. Why was the door opening?
The other prisoners stared curiously until they saw Li Ming.
"Warden!" they greeted in surprise. Only Wang Xin wore an expression torn between hope and dread—fearing bad news but also fearing no news at all.
Ever since her last meeting with Li Ming, she had been stuck in this emotional limbo. Over the past few days, she had lost weight from the stress.
"Mm. Hello. Wang Xin, come with me," Li Ming said simply.
"Y-yes, Warden!" Wang Xin stepped out eagerly, and the officer locked the cell behind her.
"Warden… Why did you call me…?" she asked nervously.
"Follow me. What we discussed last time—I’ve taken care of it. Let’s go to the counseling room." Li Ming deliberately withheld the fact that Wang Keyan was already waiting there, planning to surprise her.
But Wang Xin’s mind raced with anxiety. Was he… thirsty again?
After days without contact, another trip to the counseling room could only mean one thing—he needed her to "help" him once more. There was no way he had already looked into her daughter’s situation in such a short time.
Steeling herself, Wang Xin resolved to give it her all this time. If he didn’t mind, she’d offer him everything—anything to secure his help.
In this prison, he was the only man around. If she wanted to trade her body for something, he was her only option. She couldn’t afford to miss this chance. If she failed to satisfy him, she might never learn about her daughter again.
"Warden… Could we stop by the medical room first? I’d like to freshen up… It’d be cleaner that way…" Wang Xin whispered near his ear.
…

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!