Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

In the damp and dim dungeon, a molding scent lingered in the air, causing discomfort to whoever breathed it in.

In all the time Ye Wanwan had been the president of the Fearless Alliance, this was her first time visiting the alliance's dungeon.

The dungeon located in the sub-first floor occupied a vast amount of s.p.a.ce and contained hundreds of individual iron cells.

On the way, Ye Wanwan saw countless men and women from the Ironhead Gang locked up in their respective cells.

“Bai Feng… one day, I'm gonna make you die miserably, you d*mn b*tch!” an imprisoned Ironhead Gang member cursed loudly at Ye Wanwan between gritted teeth while clutching the cell's iron bars with both hands.

“You're dead!” Third Elder Li Si became furious immediately. He wanted to say something else but was interrupted by Ye Wanwan.

Ye Wanwan didn't know any of these people… nor did she know why they were imprisoned in the Fearless Alliance's dungeon.

However, the majority of the Ironhead Gang members who saw Ye Wanwan instinctively trembled, and fear filled their eyes as they stared at her, not daring to breathe loudly.

Ye Wanwan was startled by the terror in these people's eyes. They all look like they're waiting for death. Am I so terrifying…?

Soon, Third Elder and the others led Ye Wanwan to a cell and stopped.

Inside the cell was a buzz-cut man whose face was somewhat pale. A frightening, chilly glint emitted from his eyes when he saw Ye Wanwan.

“Bai Feng, you're here,” Ling Huo coldly said with a smile from his seated position on the ground.

Ye Wanwan looked at him. This buzz-cut man looked rather familiar… as though she'd seen him somewhere before…

However, Ye Wanwan couldn't recall anything at the moment.

“Hmph, Ling Huo, you're about to die. Do you have anything you want to say?” First Elder asked coldly while staring at the buzz-cut man.

Ling Huo's lips turned up with a bone-chilling smile. “I'm called a king if successful and a bandit if defeated. Since I lost, there's not much to say.”

Ye Wanwan examined him upon hearing that. This man was a true man, but why was he locked up in the dungeon? Did he have animosities with the Fearless Alliance?

Not to mention that he was rather handsome. The scar over his left eye was a bit ferocious, but it added a certain manliness to his looks.

“President, Ling Huo has offended you several times! Let's kill him!” a higher-up said to Ye Wanwan.

Ye Wanwan shook her head. What freaking sin did the previous President Fearless keep committing? She kept killing this and that at every turn…

She was President Fearless now though. If she continued to act recklessly, she'd eventually offend all the factions in the Independent State…

At that point, she wouldn't even know how she died. Couldn't they be more peaceful and friendly…

Was it really that difficult to be a zen-like Fearless Alliance and a zen-like President Fearless?

As for who in the world this man was and what crime he committed, she had no idea! How could she wantonly kill him?

After some careful thought, she decided it wasn't beneficial to make too many enemies…

If she killed him now, that Ironhead Gang would probably come back and seek revenge later.

Of course, Ye Wanwan didn't think she was being soft-hearted. She wasn't truly the president of the Fearless Alliance, so why should she make enemies for herself because of the Fearless Alliance? She wasn't dumb.