Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

The warden's office door was tightly closed, and Han Che stood in front of the desk.

Shi Ding lay on the ground, with a piece of clothing under him.

Blood seeped from the edge of his clothes, staining the area a dark red.

Han Che stared at Shi Ding's face. His eyes were closed, his lips were pale, and the blood on his face had been wiped clean, but his complexion was still ashen.

There was no talking in the office, only the sound of breathing. The clock on the wall was ticking, the second hand jumping, click, click, click.

Han Che checked the time and clenched his fist in his pocket.

Shi Ding will definitely come back to life! The system will revive him, and all the prison guards will be revived!

He knew that death was not the problem now; he could revive Shi Ding as long as the prison reopened.

But Han Che couldn't help but look at Shi Ding's face, at the pool of blood, at his closed eyes. He could always think of Da Zhuang, whom he couldn't save.

Han Che told himself that it would be fine in a few minutes, Shi Ding would definitely wake up, and there was still enough money so there wouldn't be any accidents.

Time passed slowly, and Han Che remembered that the prison would close in just a few minutes. Why was it so hard to wait?

He took his hands out of his pockets, rested them on the desk, tapped his fingers on the surface, and then glanced at the clock on the wall. He was starting to doubt whether the clock was still ticking.

Tidal Prison is now closed...

The system's voice suddenly rang in his ears, and Han Che's body trembled. He had finally made it to this point.

After the system's lengthy routine report, [Confirm reactivation?]

"Confirmed," Han Che replied immediately, his voice trembling slightly.

[A total of 120 million Haf coins have been consumed from the prison account. The prison is currently respawning; please wait.]

The system notification had barely finished when Shi Ding's fingers twitched, curled up, and then relaxed.

Then my eyelids twitched, as if a light was shining into my eyes.

Then Shi Ding slowly opened his eyes. He stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, as if it took him a while to focus. His eyes rolled around, and then he tried to get up by pushing himself up from the ground.

Shi Lei quickly stepped forward to help him up and half-dragged him to a sitting position.

Shi Ding took a breath; his face was still pale, but his eyes brightened, no longer as lifeless as before.

Shi Ding looked at Shi Lei in front of him, grabbed his shoulder, and asked, "How is the warden?" He was still a little weak and his voice was unsteady.

"It's alright, the warden is alright!"

Shi Ding breathed a sigh of relief, his shoulders slumped, and he leaned against the wall, nodding. "That's good, that's good."

"What about the other brothers? What are their losses?"

"Including you, there were a total of ten prison guards injured or killed. Most of them were combat casualties, and none of them drowned."

Shi Ding nodded. "Where's the raven?"

"He's dead."

This time, it wasn't Shi Lei who replied to him, but Han Che.

Hearing the voice, Shi Ding turned around abruptly, "Your Excellency the Warden!"

Having just woken up from the ground, Shi Ding was still dazed. He didn't know where he was or who was around him. He just saw Shi Ding and asked him a question instinctively.

When Shi Ding saw the warden, he tried to stand up by leaning against the wall, but Han Che stepped forward and stopped him, saying, "Rest a little longer."

Shi Ding shook his head, but his legs were still a little weak, and he couldn't stand up in the end. "Warden, are you alright?" Shi Ding's voice was a little hoarse. "It's my fault for neglecting my duty. I let Raven and his gang threaten you..."

Han Che interrupted Shi Ding, "You've failed in your duty! Tell me, how did you get hit by Raven?" Han Che's voice wasn't loud, but everyone in the office could hear him clearly.

"Why didn't you keep an eye on the raven?" Han Che certainly understood how Shi Ding had been beaten.

A hammer-wielding soldier bypassed Shi Ding and Shi Lei and rushed towards the warden. Shi Ding, anxious to protect the warden, turned around, just in time for Raven to seize the opportunity.

Raven's last shot was originally aimed at the warden, but Shi Ding blocked it with his body.

Shi Ding paused for a moment, then looked at Han Che.

Han Che continued, "It's true that the tactic of not stopping Big Hammer Ming was flawed, but your attention wasn't on the front line. You turned around to save me. Don't you think I can handle a Big Hammer soldier?"

Shi Ding opened his mouth, but no words came out.

A few seconds later, Shi Ding looked up at Han Che. "It's alright, Warden." His voice was still hoarse. "As long as you're safe, it's only right that I'm your personal guard."

Han Che frowned: "Do you know how much health I have? A full 500 drops! I'm tough, my defense is high, a single shot from Raven can't kill me. What are you blocking?"

Shi Ding shook his head: "Your Excellency the Warden, you are the real map boss."

"We are your personal guard, and our mission is to prevent you from shedding a single drop of blood." He paused, looking into the warden's eyes behind his mask. "I hope that when you are injured, it will be after all of our personal guards, and even all the prison guards, have been sacrificed."

A hush fell over the office; no one spoke. The bodyguards standing around looked serious, clearly indicating that this was indeed their idea. Han Che stood in front of the desk, his hands clenched into fists, refusing to come out.

Shi Ding smiled, a strained smile, the wounds on his face still seeming to sting. "Besides, we can be resurrected, can't we?" He softened his tone, glancing at the other guards present. "We all believe that Warden, you will definitely resurrect us. Right?"

"What if I can't bring you back to life?" Han Che's tone remained low. "Do you really have to gamble with your lives?"

Shi Ding glanced at Da Yong, who was standing to the side. He had been following Han Che all along, so he naturally knew what the warden was worried about.

However, protecting the warden with his life was not an option for him, but a necessity.

Turning to look at Han Che, she thought for a moment, her smile fading and her expression becoming serious.

He stood up, his legs still trembling slightly, but his back was ramrod straight. "Even if we can't be brought back to life," he said, enunciating each word clearly, "we will fight with all our might for you."

"..."

"Get out!" Han Che roared. "Get out there and clean up the prison!"

"Yes!" With Shi Lei's help, Shi Ding left the office with his personal guards.

"..."

Han Che sat in his office chair, turned halfway around, and faced away from the office door, taking off his...

He looked up, but the ceiling was blurry and unclear in front of him.

He furrowed his brow, using all his strength to suppress his emotions.

"Raven..." Han Che muttered to himself through gritted teeth, the source of all these problems.

Everything was fine at first, and he even sent someone to help him out to repay the favor.

If you're going to make yourself your enemy, why bother repaying favors?

Why did this suddenly happen? Why is Raven suddenly escaping from prison so frequently? And what exactly does his "enough" mean?

Han Che closed his eyes, feeling that since being reborn into this world, there had always been a thread connecting everything, but he couldn't figure out the key point no matter what.

Something's missing, something crucial clue is missing.