Lin Muchen stumbled through the garbage heaps, unable to suppress a grumble.
It was all Ling Qianhe's fault!
If it weren't for Ling Qianhe—she wouldn't have to be so miserably hiding in the messy landfill, nor would she be in such a dire predicament. It was all his fault!
Why couldn't he recognize her!
And she had already become human. That scumbag Ling Qianhe, without even waiting for her to successfully differentiate, had thrown her out like this. Ling Qianhe was an absolute scoundrel, and she wished she could beat him up soundly…
Lin Muchen was still angry.
And the spaceship flew over her head—
She glanced at it again and sighed.
If only this spaceship had come to pick her up.
She had had enough!
When she was a cub, she only had plain milk to drink. Now, in this garbage dump filled with radioactive waste, she probably couldn't even find a drop of clean water.
Was she really going to wait here to die?
…
Eighth Prison.
When the gates opened, the warden of the Eighth Prison frowned with displeasure, while the subordinate before him appeared somewhat flustered.
“It seems to be… a ship from the Yun Jing Federation.”
“Has Ji Feng arrived? But wasn't he trapped in the war with the Cang Hai Empire? Or is our information completely outdated, and he has already conquered the Cang Hai Empire?”
“But how is that possible… The Cang Hai Empire couldn't have lost so thoroughly. After all, it's a vast empire that has been passed down for so many years. Even a broken ship has some salvageable parts. How could the Cang Hai Empire have lost so miserably, so completely? This is impossible…”
His subordinate gasped in fear and unease, his heart filled with a strong sense of apprehension.
“Could it be that Ji Feng has broken through?”
“He was always exceptionally talented, considered highly likely to reach the divine level of power. If he has broken through and is looking for us, what is his purpose?”
The warden of the Eighth Prison glanced at the flustered expression of his subordinate, and he let out a light scoff, a hint of disdain flickering across his lips!
“What? Do you think I'm afraid of Ji Feng?”
“Don't put on that panicked, cheap-looking expression.”
“There's nothing to fear from Ji Feng.”
The warden of the Eighth Prison sneered. He stared at the opened gate, raising his eyebrows with a rather nonchalant expression.
“I'd like to see.”
“What tricks Ji Feng can pull.”
“What, does he think that by coming here…”
“He can make me bow my head?”
And as he finished speaking.
Before him, a figure slowly walked towards him.
The space around them seemed to twist. His subordinate sucked in a sharp breath, his voice completely losing its composure.
“This is…”
“The power of spatial distortion?”
“He has indeed broken through again!”
And the man in the Yun Jing Federation uniform walked step by step towards the prison official.
Ji Feng walked up to him and finally uttered the name that almost no one dared to call out anymore. He shouted at the man coldly.
“Ling Kuang, where have you hidden my daughter?”
And the warden of the Eighth Prison before him looked up, a hint of a mocking smile at the corner of his lips. He retorted coldly.
“Your daughter?”
“I've never heard of the Marshal of the Yun Jing Federation having a daughter. Don't talk nonsense.”
And the man opposite him gritted his teeth, his voice seeming to be squeezed out from between his clenched teeth—he questioned him coldly.
“Don't pretend you don't understand!”
“That cub! That cub sent by the Cang Hai Empire!”
“Tell me, where is it? Where is it?”
“What have you done to it?”
“Is that cub about to differentiate?”
“It has the bloodline of the fox tribe, it's my daughter!”
As he spoke, his emotions were so agitated that the space around him began to twist again, the distorted space continuously generating ripples. The warden of the Eighth Prison slowly looked up, his tone remarkably calm.
“What evidence do you have?”
“Moreover, the rules of our Eighth Prison have always been that those sent to our Eighth Prison are our prisoners. If you wish to take them away, it is considered an escape attempt.”
He raised his eyes slightly, and on his face, which was exquisitely handsome, a hint of chilling sharpness appeared.
He retorted.
“Are you truly planning—”
“To attempt an escape?”
He asked with a probing tone.
And the man opposite him let out a cold snort, speaking without a moment's hesitation.
“Of course. Ling Kuang—don't think that only you in the entire galaxy can touch the divine realm. There are definitely more than just you, S-level powerhouses, in this galaxy.”
“Moreover, my daughter was sent by the Cang Hai Empire. To rescue her, I will spare no expense!”
“You and the Cang Hai Empire have never had any friendly relations. Are you going to fight me for someone sent by the Cang Hai Empire?”
The airflow around his body became even more apparent, as if even the gentle breezes in the air could condense into wind blades. The wind blades swirled in the wind, making rustling sounds that could make one's heart clench. All the wind blades were aimed at the warden of the Eighth Prison.
He still wore an indifferent expression.
“If you say that cub is your daughter, then I can tell you.”
“That cub has failed its differentiation.”
“It failed its differentiation, and I directly threw it into the outer space garbage heaps. If you want to save it, then go to the space garbage heaps and search for that cub!”
His words were laced with a hint of mockery.
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the man opposite widened instantly, and he gritted his teeth.
“You're lying…”
“How could my daughter fail her differentiation?”
“Its bloodline cannot be impure…”
“You dare to throw it into the garbage heap?”
The warden looked utterly bewildered.
“Why can't it be thrown into the garbage heap?”
“This cub has failed its differentiation.”
He waved his hand casually—then said to his subordinate.
“Open the surveillance footage from that area. Let him give up hope. Let him see the corpse of that little fox.”
His subordinate nodded tremblingly and responded with an affirmative. Ji Feng's eyes were almost murderous. He frantically reached out to open the surveillance, attempting to show Ji Feng the corpse of the little fox, but he had no doubt that if Ji Feng were to truly see…
See the little fox that failed differentiation.
His wind blades would immediately fall upon him!
His face turned deathly pale, and then he carefully placed his finger on the monitor. He gritted his teeth and pressed the button.
He closed his eyes, like a condemned prisoner awaiting judgment. He felt as if the wind blades would tear him to shreds at any moment!