A place like the detention center rarely sees expressions like a smile, but the people visiting Fu Zili all seem somewhat different.
"Is it really that funny?"
Not just the visitors—even Fu Zili himself has a smile on his face, though tinged with a hint of helplessness.
"This hairstyle's not bad, suits you well."
Fu Zili glared at his childhood friend outside but didn't continue joking. After all, visitation time was limited.
"Didn't I tell you not to tell anyone?"
"Fang Qing and Jiang Chen aren't 'just anyone,' are they?"
Tie Jun's matter-of-fact reply left the once influential Zili Brother speechless.
"I've got something to tell you."
Tie Jun straightened his expression, becoming more serious.
"Good news or bad news?"
Fu Zili asked.
Tie Jun hesitated for a moment. "For you, I guess it's good news. But for Sha City, not necessarily."
This evaluation was fair and objective enough.
Fu Zili grew curious. "What is it?"
