The Legendary Man

At Northern Crimson Prison located in Sanguine Desert, wind and sand swirled in the air, seemingly intent on submerging the entire prison.

The prison confined the most sadistic murderers in the world, including serial killers who were the world's most wanted fugitives.

That aside, the Rainy Night Butcher who had slaughtered a family of more than a dozen people and top-notch hackers who had infiltrated the Sanctum were also imprisoned there.

Furthermore, the prison incarcerated the world's top killer who had failed to assassinate the leader of a particular country but annihilated more than a dozen special forces before going on the lam.

Each and every single criminal imprisoned there had the blood of at least a dozen lives on their hands.

Thus, their hands and legs were manacled with heavy iron chains.

In front of their prison cells were fully armed guards who kept watch 24/7.

The security was so tight that not even a fly could escape.

However, there was an exception.

The man seemingly never killed anyone and hadn't the slightest hint of murderous aura.

In fact, it appeared as though he had been imprisoned there by mistake.

There were no chains on his hands or feet, and he wasn't even wearing a prison uniform.

No one knew his name, much less why he was being locked up in the prison.

All they knew was that he came to Northern Crimson Prison alone a year ago without the escort of any guards.

And surprisingly, the look in the eyes of the prison guards when they regarded him showed a faint trace of reverence.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A prison guard holding a tray in his hand knocked on the man's prison door. “Mr. Goldstein, I'm here to deliver your meal!”

“Okay. Just put it down.”

The man didn't even bother to lift his head as he toyed with a Desert Eagle in his hands.

In less than a minute, he had already disassembled the Desert Eagle and reassembled it perfectly.

The speed of his hands was so swift that it would be nigh on impossible for even military personnel to trump him.

“It's your last day here at Northern Crimson Prison, Mr. Goldstein!”

The prison guard put the tray down, but he didn't leave.

“It's been a year?”

last, the man raised his head

be very young,

fair but a

intimidating thing about him was his eyes. They were sharp like

on

“Why is he coming?”

arched his eyebrow

coming specially to see you

the place

had a godlike

dared to contradict him, let alone

back from

me off, my foot! I think he wants to see me leave this place with his own eyes! As long as I'm at Northern Crimson Prison, he has no peace of mind!

he waved a dismissive hand and

“Understood, Mr. Goldstein!”

head, the prison guard

“Time really flies. In the

middle-aged man in military fatigues strode toward the prison right on the

prison, the raucous place instantly plunged into

a single sound could

usually violent and savage, acted as though

they didn't even dare

other than the

cautiously knocking on the door

not late, am I, Mr.

warden stood outside the door, not daring to enter

known as Mr. Goldstein placidly glanced

pushed the door open and walked in.

good, but it has been too boring without a woman! How nauseating to be with a group of men day in and day

woman is allowed in this prison...” The

such, what

pitiful act!” The man threw him an impatient

the warden declared, “You

“Let's leave, then!”

man raised a hand than the warden immediately stepped forward and helped him up from the ground. “Mr. Goldstein,

“No.”

man shook his head, his gaze a touch

to this place, the world's most dangerous prison, to

passed, but