"Yo, so this is Mr. Z of the Hamertons?"
A middle-aged man looked at the video on his phone and revealed a cryptic smile, especially after hearing Zephyr say, "Do you think we're pushovers?".
Rowan poured himself a cup of tea as he stared at the chessboard, figuring out what to do next.
"I'm talking to you. Why are you looking at the chessboard?"
Rowan lifted his hand and put the chess piece down. "Gotcha!"
The man widened his eyes.
"You…"
"Who asked you to check out my son-in-law instead of paying attention to chess?"
The man gave him a look of disdain, just like looking down on the enemy on the battlefield before.
Rowan smiled as he happily ate the snacks the man brought. He even got him to bring more medical books when he returned next time so that he would be less bored.
It was an isolated courtyard with an artificial mountain, flowers, and plants. If one did not see the many guards outside, it would be hard to imagine this was a part of the Southeast Aciatic Prison.
The man who was playing chess with Rowan was the glorious general, Noah Harris.
The latter was temporarily held in the prison, waiting for his hearing. However, Noah had used his connections to put him in this heaven on earth. He even visited him frequently. The two old buddies would drink tea, chat, and play chess. They were living a good life.
Cordelia thought it was an eye-opener when she had a video call with him. "So, dad, there's a VIP room in prison too?"
Rowan chuckled. "What? That brat Zephyr didn't tell you what it looked like when he lied to you?"
She pouted and hung up the call.
Zephyr had never been in prison, so how would he know if there was VIP treatment or not?
"Hey, why are you dreaming?" Noah waved in front of his eyes.
Rowan put the chessboard away when he snapped back to his senses. He did not want to play anymore.
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