Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 158 - 157: Divine Assistance

Chapter 158: Chapter 157: Divine Assistance

Prison life had started to become easier again, not quite pleasant, but compared to the days when he was targeted everywhere, it was truly a difference between heaven and earth.

The price was that Yang Yi discovered he had now become penniless.

Yang Yi wasn’t very fond of money; he hadn’t grown up in extreme wealth, but he certainly never wanted for anything, and even after losing his parents, he had never suffered financially. So, money wasn’t a big deal to him—if he had it, he’d spend it, and once it was gone, that was that.

But after spending over two years in jail, to think that he’d lost more than a million British Pounds, Yang Yi couldn’t help but feel a bit twitchy inside.

It had been three days since the negotiation with the warden ended, and today a prison guard delivered a parole application to Yang Yi. All Yang Yi had to do was fill in his name, and the rest was written by others, ensuring he would have a flawless prison record. If the parole officer didn’t approve it, they would simply be blind.

After completing the application and knowing he would certainly be released within a month at the soonest, Yang Yi’s mood lifted considerably. Although he would immediately face the challenge of figuring out how to get Brian and the others out, that was all a problem for after his release.

During yard time, Yang Yi reverted to his easygoing state, chatting happily with Rodriguez and the others.

Chris planned to return to Yang Yi’s side. Seeing that things weren’t as he had expected, he sorrowfully admitted his mistakes to Yang Yi, claiming he had been coerced, that he had had no choice, and so on. But Yang Yi wasn’t cheap; although he knew that it was natural for followers to scatter when their leader fell, he was not magnanimous enough to forgive a subordinate who had betrayed him and told Chris and his thick-skinned followers to get lost.

It wasn’t so much a betrayal as it was a reflection of harsh reality. Followers like Chris, who were typical of this behavior, would cling to Yang Yi when he looked powerful and scatter when things went south. So, talk of betrayal was misplaced; they hadn’t kicked him while he was down, but neither had they shown any loyalty, much less solidarity in times of adversity.

That’s why followers like Rodriguez were precious—he might not have had much talent, but he possessed the most valuable trait of a subordinate: loyalty.

As for Gweil, the chemist couldn’t really be called loyal; he was the type who only cared about his own interests. He was eccentric and indifferent to anything happening outside his sphere of concern. Since he enjoyed teaching Yang Yi and wasn’t getting beaten while with him, he simply continued to stick with Yang Yi as a routine.

Just as Yang Yi was lounging with his legs crossed, chatting merrily with Rodriguez in a South American accent, he suddenly saw someone approaching him.

Yang Yi was stunned.

"So, you’re here—I finally found you. I was just transferred here yesterday."

With a somber expression, Chris said these words to Yang Yi and then, as if he had made a decision, whispered to Yang Yi, "I hope it’s not too late for me to come now."

More than two years had passed, and Yang Yi had almost forgotten Chris, the con artist. Unexpectedly, on the brink of leaving prison, Chris had come looking for him.

Yang Yi smiled and said, "You’ve come around?"

With a look of sincerity, Chris said, "Yes, something happened that made me think maybe you were right."

Yang Yi replied with indifference, "What happened?"

Chris hesitated for a moment, then sighed and whispered, "My girlfriend got married, but she’s unhappy, so she came to see me."

Yang Yi said lazily, "Oh, so that happened. Since your ex-girlfriend can’t forget you, you could just wait until you’re released to find her, ask her to divorce, and marry you. That’s it, why involve me?"

Chris quivered his lips, then spoke in a heavy voice, "We have a daughter, and she brought her with her to see me."

Yang Yi spread his hands and remained silent, while Chris continued solemnly, "She can’t get a divorce, she’s just feeling pain and wanted to talk to me. I know she loves me, but I’m a fraud; I don’t deserve her. Her husband doesn’t love her either—it’s a typical political marriage."

Rodriguez asked curiously, "What happened? A feud among the wealthy?"

Yang Yi gestured with his hand, silencing Rodriguez, then he smiled and said, "But there’s a problem. When I invited you initially, I thought you could be useful, but now too much time has passed, and you might not be of much use to me anymore, so I might have changed my mind, buddy."

Chris’s face was filled with sorrow and anger as he said heavily, "It was you who told me to come to you. I fought with people every day just to get to the high-security zone; I even stabbed two people and ended up with a longer sentence, being sent to the high-security zone, and now you say you don’t need me!"

Yang Yi laughed, "You’re a fraudster; do you take people’s words so easily?"

Chris was stunned.

Yang Yi stroked his hair, pondered for a long time, and finally said, "However, seeing as you truly passed the test and came to the high-security zone to find me, I’m not against considering changing your life’s trajectory."

Hope rekindled in Chris, he immediately looked towards Yang Yi and said softly, "I am willing to do anything!"

Yang Yi said with disdain, "Don’t just talk, you have to act. I need to see your actions, show me your worth. I can change your life’s path and its value, but first, you have to show me what you’re worth."

Chris frowned, then said dejectedly, "I don’t know what you want me to do, but I can certainly be of some use."

Hank was also watching from the side. Even though he didn’t interject, his interest was evident.

Yang Yi gave Chris a glance, not hinting at anything special for Chris. He hadn’t even figured out how Chris could be of immediate help after getting out, but Chris seemed to grasp some meaning Yang Yi himself hadn’t considered.

Chris immediately assumed a pleading posture, kneeling on one knee, covering his chest with his right hand, and pleading to Yang Yi, "Please, I know what an incredible person you are. You can change my fate, please, I beg you. I can’t die in this prison. I have to go out and change my life. I can be useful, I promise I will be! Whatever you ask me to do, I’ll do it exactly as you say, even if it kills me. I know changing fate comes at a cost and involves risks, and I am willing to pay any price!"

Seeing Chris like this, Rodriguez was puzzled, Gweil remained impassive, Hamer’s gaze flickered, while Hank appeared contemplative.

Yang Yi hadn’t expected to boost his stature in front of his underlings by using Chris, especially to impress Hank and make him willingly follow him into the darkness. But the effect turned out to be surprisingly good with Chris’s plea.