Jiang Feng felt something was wrong.
The man exuded authority without anger.
He called himself "this prince"!
Clearly, his status was anything but simple—if someone like this remembered him, it would spell plenty of trouble.
He realized the guy was picking on him because of Han Dong.
Must be a lovesick puppy.
Jiang Feng hurriedly said, "She's my sister, what do you want?"
"Sister?"
The man was taken aback.
"I've never heard that Dong'er has a brother like you?"
He asked suspiciously.
"Sister Dong just recognized me as her little brother not long ago. If you don't believe me, you can ask her,"
Jiang Feng explained.
"Why did Dong'er make you her brother?"
The man pressed.
"I was all alone, just a Little Prison Guard on the first floor. Sister Dong took pity on me, made me her brother, even promoted me to Little Prison Chief. Everybody at Zhenbei Prison knows about this."
Jiang Feng explained again.
