539: My son is Lin Xuan, how dare you touch me?

Inside the exercise yard.

Lin Jianjun’s sudden wailing immediately attracted the attention of many fierce-looking prisoners.

Looking at Lin Xuan outside the iron bars, the prisoners had various expressions.

Some were overjoyed, some were pensive, some showed fear… “That pretty boy is the actual controller of the Trillion-Dollar Group, right? It seems Lin Jianjun gambled correctly! Is he unable to abandon his father and planning to come rescue him?”

“Damn it! That old man really got lucky to have such an amazing Good Son! Good thing I didn’t bully him during this time! Otherwise, who knows how I would have been retaliated against?!”

“Lin Jianjun is clearly an old good-for-nothing, yet he relies on his Good Son’s prestige to command influence in prison, with no one daring to provoke him. He even gathered a bunch of lackeys. Bah!”

“Who told him he has an amazing Good Son! And he promised many benefits to the bosses of various gangs. That’s how he can live so freely, can’t be envious of that!”

… “It’s over! It’s over! I offended Lin Jianjun before. He wouldn’t go complain to his Good Son and have someone come in to deal with me, would he?”

“Haha, it wasn’t in vain that I’ve been sucking up to Lin Jianjun all this time. When the time comes, it’s only reasonable for his Good Son to help me get out of prison early, right!”

“Damn it! Who said they had severed their father-son relationship before? This clearly looks like a very close relationship!”

“Indeed, the father-son bloodline can never be cut! From today onwards, no one in prison will dare to provoke Lin Jianjun without reason!”

“…”

Listening to the bragging and exclamations of his fellow inmates, Lin Jianjun’s heart was filled with pride.

He recalled when he first entered the cell, standing like a nobody, relegated to the lowest class.

Just as his chrysanthemum was almost in danger, he had a flash of inspiration. A single phrase, “My Good Son Lin Xuan has the potential to be the richest man,” immediately intimidated many minor scoundrels.

From then on, he understood that to survive in this dog-eat-dog hell, he couldn't do without the deterrent of his Good Son’s “prestige.”

Thus, “My Good Son is Lin Xuan, how dare you touch me?” became Lin Jianjun’s catchphrase.

Whenever someone wanted him to pick up the soap, Lin Jianjun would bring out his Good Son to protect himself from harm.

Over time, Lin Jianjun’s name also spread among the prisoners, and no one dared to provoke him.

Even if some prisoners had heard about the Lin family father and son breaking off ties, adhering to the mentality of 'the less trouble, the better,' they were unwilling to offend Lin Jianjun.

After all, blood relations are hard to predict.

Who knows if that young master would suddenly change his mind and choose to reconcile with his scumbag father?

Similar things have happened countless times among wealthy families, it’s nothing new.

And by then, they might very well become targets of Lin Xuan’s retaliation… It was precisely due to this consideration that Lin Jianjun not only avoided torture from the prisoners but, on the contrary, gathered a group of subordinates who showed him concern, thriving in prison.

Damn it! (‵o′) convex!

This old man is really quick-witted, actually using my name to act arrogantly in prison by borrowing my prestige?!

Ever since he gained the cultivation of the Drunken Sword Immortal, Lin Xuan’s five senses had become extremely developed.

Through the prisoners’ discussions, he finally understood Lin Jianjun’s “reliance”… So, this “backer” was actually himself?!

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow and coldly interrupted his scumbag father’s wailing… “Enough! Lin Jianjun, don’t be so self-important. I’m mainly here today to accompany the Old Master to see my aunt, as for you…”

“Heh heh, we cut ties a long time ago, stop pretending to have deep father-son affection there.”

“All I have left for you is disgust. Be grateful I’m not sending someone to deal with you! How could I possibly save you?”

“However, looking at you… it seems you’re living quite comfortably in there?”

“Hmph! I’m very displeased! I’ll go back and have someone investigate. Whoever is closest to you in there, I’ll deal with them!”

“…”

To distance himself from his scumbag father, Lin Xuan glanced at the prisoners watching them and said with a hint of meaning.

After speaking, he pushed the wheelchair and turned to leave, as if having made a certain decision, never looking back at his scumbag father again… At this, it was Lin Jianjun’s turn to be dumbfounded.

Holy cow! Σ(☉▽☉"a

How is the plot development different from what I imagined?!

Shouldn’t the normal process be that my Good Son, moved by my singing, would burst into tears, rush over to embrace me and cry, letting bygones be bygones?

Why isn’t he playing by the rules!!!

And what did he mean by those words?

Even if he wasn't willing to save him, he shouldn’t have openly torn off the mask like that!

Doesn't he know that this will kill him?!!! w(ﾟДﾟ)w

“You bastard! Come back here!!!”

“Unfilial son! You unfilial son! I am your father! Your biological father!!!”

“My blood flows in your veins, how can you treat me like this?! Do you not respect the ancestors of my Lin Family?”

“…”

Gazing at Lin Xuan’s resolute departing back, Lin Jianjun, having completely lost all hope, broke down on the spot, cursing and roaring.

Unfortunately, until Lin Xuan’s figure completely disappeared, he never looked back.

Seeing this, Lin Jianjun fell into complete despair.

He knew his life was ruined. Even if he wasn’t executed, he would forever be trapped in this prison, living out his days in solitude.

“No~~~~~~~~~~~~~”

As soon as he thought of his tragic future, Lin Jianjun’s face was filled with grief and indignation. He unconsciously spread his arms, knelt on the ground, and roared to the sky.

At the same time, the sky seemed to sympathize with him, as a tear-jerking BGM drifted in.

Snowflakes fluttering~~Wind also sighing~~~

Heaven and Earth~~a vast expanse~~~~

Just as Lin Jianjun looked dejected, several sinister voices came from behind him, making him shiver.

“Lin Jianjun! Didn’t you say your Good Son still had feelings for you?!”

“You also said if I became your bodyguard, you would have your Good Son help me pull strings and get me out!”

“But from what I see, your Good Son seems to hate your guts! So, you’ve been toying with me all along?!!”

“…”

Lin Jianjun looked back and saw his “subordinates” glaring at him, each with a fierce expression.

The only reason they had been so attentive was because of the conditions Lin Jianjun had promised!

But now, in this situation… Lin Jianjun, let alone fulfilling his previous promises, was highly likely to implicate them… After all, Lin Xuan had declared that whoever was close to this old man would be dealt with, so wouldn’t these “subordinates” be the first in line?

To avoid being targeted, they had to make up for their “mistakes” during this period… “Since you can’t keep your promise, then don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

The short, stout man who had first questioned him sneered and approached Lin Jianjun.

If Lin Xuan were here, he would surely recognize this person as Old Chen, the security captain.

He was sentenced to 10 years after being arrested from the Tang Family, originally hoping to use Lin Jianjun to achieve a reduced sentence.

Who would have thought… (•́へ•́╬) Hmph!!!

“Exactly! You practically treat us like idiots! Earlier, you even boasted about giving me 10 million?!”

“Stop talking nonsense! Beat him to death! Dare to fool us? Looking for trouble!”

“…”

From the crowd, an angry father and son walked out!

Wang Xiao Fa!

Wang Fugui!

Ever since Wang Defa was bitten to death by Su Yan, these father and son were imprisoned. To find a backer, they had been respectful to Lin Jianjun.

Who would have thought… (•́へ•́╬) Hmph!!!!!!

The next second, a man with a flat top haircut also walked out with a dark face, picking up a brick—Chu Xiong.

He and Zhu Xiuman, the couple, were each sentenced to life imprisonment, residing separately in the east and west sections of the prison.

He had hoped to use Lin Jianjun to escape from prison early and return to Chu Family Village to settle scores with the villagers who had privately converted his ancestral home into a public place… Who would have thought… (•́へ•́╬) Hmph!!!!!!!

Soon, the “subordinate” group, who had previously fawned over Lin Jianjun, were the first to stand out, rolling up their sleeves and surrounding Lin Jianjun.

To avoid being targeted by Lin Xuan later, they had to completely distance themselves from him… “What do you want to do? Are you rebelling?!”

“My Good Son is just playing around with me! I’m his father, how could he not care about me?”

“If you dare to harm a single hair on me, my Good Son will definitely not let you off!”

“My Good Son is Lin Xuan, how dare you touch me?!!!!”

“…”

Lin Jianjun, outwardly fierce but inwardly timid, shouted his usual, always effective catchphrase, attempting to scare everyone away.

Unfortunately, the prisoners were not fools. They merely sneered and closed in… Two and a half minutes later.

Lin Jianjun’s screams echoed through the sky—!!!!!!!!

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!!!

…My wife was hit by a car on her way home last night. Fortunately, she only sprained her hand.

The perpetrators old lady paid 100 yuan, and so far, 130 yuan has been spent on medical fees.

I’m taking a day off today to recuperate at home, planning to watch “Detective Conan: The Million-Dollar Pentagram” this afternoon if I have time.

Have any of you brothers seen it? Is it good?