The elevator stops on the fourth floor which is the VIP floor.

As the elevator door opened, Yi Yun couldn't help but shake his head.

Only the hallway on that floor almost looks like a hotel hallway.

Even though it wasn't fancy, it was clean and tidy.

In the hallway, there are about 15 doors.

"Are all these rooms occupied?" Yi Yun asked.

What VIP cells, they were clearly rooms, Yi Yun would not be hypocritical by calling them cells.

"Well, 10 rooms are already occupied," Yang Chen replied. "But for a death row inmate like you, you can't come out after you've entered. The others can't go out except for certain hours either."

'That's understandable,' Yi Yun replied inwardly.

This time, he also got a room at the end of the hallway.

"This room has a window facing the street. This room is actually already occupied, but the client pays more so that you can stay in this room. Hahaha, that person really wants the best for you."

Yi Yun, "..."

'That's quite strange,' Yi Yun thought.

Arriving at the door of the room, Yang Chen immediately took out a key and opened the door of the room.

The door opened, revealing a simple but fully equipped room.

Inside the room, there was an expensive-looking mattress, a dining table, a computer, a telephone, the latest game console, and even some sex equipment.

There is also a wardrobe with clothes and a bathroom.

On the dining table, there was already food that looked like it had just been cooked. There was even a bottle of French wine and a pack of Cuban cigars there.

"I will lock you from the outside, if you want something, you just need to call, there is a warden on duty to serve you."

"Even if you want a prostitute to serve you, we will send it for you. Of course, you have to pay for the prostitute yourself. I'm sure the person helping you will give you enough money when you two meet each other."

Yi Yun, "..."

"With all these perks, aren't you afraid of me leaking things here?"

"Or are you keeping an eye on everything in this room?"

"Hahahaha, we do monitor the internet here, we monitor it for 24 hours non-stop. But don't worry, there are no surveillance cameras in this room, you are free to do whatever you want."

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Yi Yun did not hesitate too much. The people who entered these VIP cells were definitely not ordinary people, the mastermind behind these cells definitely didn't dare to play weird.

In the end, a business like this can run smoothly because everyone is honest.

"Okay, I'll be back, have a nice day." Yang Chen then walked out of the room. He closed the door and locked it from outside.

"Huh," Yi Yun glanced back and sneered.

"That woman, she at least still remembers the old love."

Yi Yun then walked towards the window of the room. He currently had a big hope waiting for him, he certainly wasn't going to waste his time slacking off. It would be different if he was just waiting for death.

Arriving in front of that window, Yi Yun couldn't help but think about escaping.

As Yang Chen had said, the window in this room did face the street.

It was right beside the prison area wall.

If he could destroy the iron pager in the window, he would only have to jump to escape.

It was much simpler than trying to escape from the previous cell.

Yi Yun put his hand on his chin and thought.

"No, no," he shook his head.

"I can't believe she dared to plan such a thing. Who would dare to escape from a Chinese prison? Besides, even outside the prison area is full of surveillance cameras."

Yi Yun turned around then went to the dining table. He wanted to return to the Land of the Gods immediately, but before that, he wanted to fill his stomach first. Other than the mango in that world, he hasn't eaten any delicious food since he was caught.

Noodle soup, roast beef, fried chicken, Yi Yun ate voraciously as if he hadn't eaten for a week.

After eating, he opened the bottle of French wine. It was obviously purchased personally by the person who had helped him, however, it was not a cheap item.

"Huhuhu, I will thank you for your kindness."

"After all, we once swore to love each other forever, even if it's just a stupid vow from two little kids, it's too much if you don't give me a little pleasure before I die."

The wine made Yi Yun start to get drunk, he couldn't help but remember his passionate past.

"Women, when they become stronger, they no longer need men, no wonder there are so many women who divorce their husbands after they are successful."

He then lit a cigar, causing the room to fill with smoke.

He felt so healthy now that the cigar tasted ten times better.

"Smoking can cause death, but you will still die even if you don't smoke, so it's better to smoke until you die." Yi Yun couldn't remember who said that to him, but he always said that whenever someone reprimanded him for smoking.

He was feeling a bit sleepy now, but he wasn't the type to slack off when hope was right in front of him.

Why did he have a career in politics? It was because he had always wanted to be supreme.

He had fun and leisure once in a while, but most of his life he spent working.

He then stood up and went to the bathroom. This time he didn't want to look like a beggar when he returned to that world.

The bathroom was even better than the room. It had a bathtub that was enough to accommodate two people and there was a large enough mirror on the wall.

After removing his clothes, Yi Yun brushed his teeth, shaved off his long mustache, and scrubbed every part of his body. Compared to before being caught, his skin looked so much paler that he looked like a sick person.

"Huh," he shook his head to dry the water in his hair.

He then wrapped himself in a towel before exiting the bathroom.

He went straight to the wardrobe. There were quite a few clothes in the closet. Even though they weren't fancy clothes, they didn't look bad either. After observing them for a while, he finally picked up a casual shirt and a pair of jeans.

In the end, she still prefers a formal and neat style.

Casual shirts and jeans may not fall into the formal wear category, but they're not far off either.

After putting them on, he immediately walked over to the mirror in the room.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he nodded in satisfaction. No matter from which side, he really looks like a successful man.

"May luck be with me," he said, placing his hand on his chest.

He thought of starting the habit of praying. Even though he didn't worship anyone, it would remind him that he was just a small person who could easily be swept away by the waves.