Chapter 897

"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. Th