One Piece: Scorpion Shadow

Ling Ye leaned against the cold rock wall and huddled in the deepest corner of the cell. Darkness is his best cloak. He was awake, and his eyes, which were slightly reflective in the dark, were like dormant scorpions, coldly scanning everything outside the iron bars. He was imprisoned here and no longer remembers it. Time here is also something that can be taken away. Crime? There is no need to exist. Maybe it's because he saw something he shouldn't have seen, or maybe it's just that a noble gentleman needs someone to blame. He didn't really care about the specific reason. He only remembered one face - the face of the judge who was on the trial bench, with a sardonic smile and a gentle wave of his hand, ordering him to be thrown into this living tomb. That face gradually overlapped with the faces in his memory that led to the destruction of his family. Hatred. This is the only thing that can continue to burn in this dead silence, like a poisonous thorn, piercing deep into the deepest part of his heart, providing the nourishment to survive. It is not a blazing flame, but a cold, stubborn, poisonous flame belonging to Scorpio. Let's see what kind of ripples the mysterious boy will bring to this filthy world. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.