Gong Heng's eyes, which had long been filled with despair, truly gained a glimmer of hope in an instant as he commanded with a hoarse voice, "Turn on the lights!"
Si Han hurried to turn on the lights.
But when the lights came on, the scene in the room...
Well, he had always known that a place filled with such a strong odor would be shocking upon illumination.
Yet the most shocking thing wasn't the scene in the room, but Gong Heng himself.
To say he looked like a beggar would have been a compliment to beggars!
It was simply too ghastly to bear.
That day at the Emperor Hotel, when he went mad, over a hundred people couldn't subdue him. It was only when Zhuo Xiusi arrived and gave him five successive injections of the strongest sedatives that he finally calmed down.
After that...
He had been numbing himself with alcohol.
For a week now, he had eaten nothing but drink.
