Zhao Xueyuan moved his lips, but no sound came out.
Dead silence.
Zhao Hongyuan wiped his sweat and sat on a pile of straw, looking at the sunset outside the bars, without too much blame.
"It's all fate and timing, who could have predicted it? Who could have predicted it?"
Zheng Xiang stared at the walls covered in moldy green moss, his eyes lifeless.
Three years.
Just three short years.
Clang!
The prison door swung open.
State Judge Tang Yuyou scanned the room, his brows tightly furrowed.
"Who allowed you to be locked up together?"
"Please calm down, sir. We arrested so many people that in the rush, they were all put together... "
"Separate them all!"
"Yes!"
Just as Zhao Hongyuan had lain down, he was once again lifted and carried out.
…
"Sir, take a look."
Following what Zhao Hongyuan had revealed, Wu found a box in a secret compartment and opened it to reveal several red pills nestled inside.
"Fetal Pearl Pill?"
