The dark cell was suffused with an eerie silence, broken only by the sound of heavy breathing and the faint drip of water echoing through the cold, damp walls.
Ye Feng, his body bruised and battered, strained against the special steel handcuffs that held him firmly in place.
His eyes widened as the gate to his confinement screeched open, revealing a group of rough-looking, tough-built individuals advancing towards him.
"Who are you all?!" he managed to speak, his voice quivering with confusion and fear.
Tang Shen, one of the figures, arched an eyebrow, his lips curling into a cruel smirk.
Seeing the current state of Ye Feng, he couldn't help but wonder if this beaten man had truly dared to confront young master Wang.
"Did this dog really beat young master Wang?" Tang Shen sneered, staring intently at the vulnerable figure before him.
Ye Feng's heart sank as he realized that these brutes were likely sent by Wang's powerful family to exact revenge.
