Chen Guanlou snorted and said loudly, "The dangers of Tian Prison are no less than those of the officialdom. It's just that we prison guards are small people, and no one cares about us, so naturally, the stories don't spread outside. The world sees us as brutal and lowly, a bunch of greedy pests. Little do they know, while we take money, we also bear great risks. Moreover, most of the money goes to those above us, and we are the ones who bear the blame."

Du Fuzi sighed after hearing this, "No profession is easy. Even those setting up stalls on the street have to work hard to maintain good relations with the patrols, lest their livelihood be overturned. Come, let me toast to you."

Chen Guanlou quickly said, "Please, let me toast to you instead. Although I haven't studied under you, in the past few months, thanks to your guidance, my knowledge has improved a bit. I've found that reading more is indeed useful. At least when I talk to the officials in the cells, they are willing to listen and give me some respect."

Du Fuzi laughed heartily and curiously asked, "Those officials, even after being thrown into Tian Prison, are still so arrogant? Aren't they afraid of being troubled by you prison guards?"