When they followed Lu Ming's car into Haixi Prison, passed through the prison area, crossed the farm, and finally stopped, Liu Zhizhong and Liu Dongmei were both stunned.

They never expected to arrive at the small riverbank that they could see just outside the prison.

Moreover, they stopped right next to that imposing, military-green jeep.

The two soldiers standing guard by the camper, armed to the teeth, routinely faced them, but still saluted Lu Ming.

Liu Zhizhong and Liu Dongmei exchanged glances, unsure of what to say, and just surveyed the place.

This was a quiet riverside spot, with a very imposing jeep. The large tent beside it was even more imposing, much like a Mongolian yurt, capable of housing three to five people with ease.

The canopy beside the tent was equally imposing, covering at least thirty square meters. If built manually, it would have taken considerable time and effort.

Under the canopy, there were all kinds of chairs and stoves, all from quite prestigious brands.

Liu Zhizhong estimated inwardly that the environment here was truly pristine and uncontaminated, implying that the quality of the fish caught would be top-notch. He guessed some military bigshot might have come here to camp for a couple of days and fish for a couple of days?

And this bigshot might be the one who could decide whether they could visit Liu Dongyuan in prison? Was this someone Xiang Wenhua's uncle could reach?

Liu Dongmei was also secretly filled with curiosity. Wasn't meeting Brother Dong Yuan always in a room on the second floor of the prison area before? Why was it by the river today?

However, at that moment, one of the guards saluted Lu Ming after the other and said, "Prison Director Lu, the general is fishing by the river, waiting for you three! Please?"

Lu Ming nodded with a serious expression, "Okay, thank you to both of you and the general!"

After saying this, he directly led the way, guiding Liu Zhizhong and Liu Dongmei toward the riverside.

The riverbank was still dozens of meters away, separated by a dense forest of willows.

Gentle wind rustled the willows, a thousand strands flowing.

Looking at the layout of those willow woods, it was a beautiful eddy on the small river, indeed a good fishing spot.

However, the forest was quite dense, barely allowing a glimpse of a large fishing umbrella, the silhouettes of two guards, and the shadow of the fishing fanatic.

Of course, beside the woods, there was a newly opened path, which led directly to the fishing spot by the river.

Clearly, this fishing path was opened specifically for this general!

It wasn't long before Lu Ming took the two along the path and reached the fishing spot.

There, a sturdy, broad-shouldered man in a straw-yellow casual outfit was seated on a large, comfortable European-style fishing chair, intently watching the float in the water.

Perhaps he disliked the falling leaves from the large willow tree overhead touching him, so he had a very large parasol shading the fishing general's head.

The two formidable soldiers, armed to the teeth, stood behind him, their protective stance quite imposing.

Upon approaching, Lu Ming directly faced the back of the general, saluted respectfully with a strong, loud voice, saying, "General, Liu Zhizhong and Liu Dongmei are here."

The general, who had been focused on the float, instantly jumped from his seat upon hearing this voice, turning around and striding out from under the parasol.

When she saw his face, Liu Dongmei was completely stunned, trembling all over, unable to believe her eyes.

"Brother Dong Yuan...my God..."