A day ago.
"Cheng Biao, the procedures have been confirmed without error; here are your personal belongings. You can leave prison now!"
"Once you're out, make sure to stay on the straight and narrow. Don't come back here again."
"Okay, thank you, officer!"
When Cheng Biao stepped out of the small door at 10 Cang Street and the slightly dazzling sunlight hit his face, his whole demeanor reflected utter enjoyment.
By this time, several cars were already parked at the door, and more than a dozen underlings dressed in flashy colors were waiting.
"Brother Biao!" "Brother Biao is back!"
The sight of so many people greeting him in unison was certainly impressive.
If this place weren't so secluded with few passersby, it would certainly have attracted a lot of attention.
"Hmm! Everyone looks energetic, seems like you're doing well!" Cheng Biao scanned the crowd, nodded, and cracked a smile.