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Chen Feng was sprawling out on the Bible for a great nap. While others were in prison, he was on vacation. In this place, his clothes were washed by someone else; meals were brought to him—it just couldn't get any better.
The prison door was opened once again and Ma Weiming walked in with an old man dressed in Taoist robes. Seeing Chen Feng asleep, they didn't dare to wake him. Instead, they quietly waited in the jail for him to awaken, leaving the other prisoners dumbfounded. No one even dared to breathe too loudly. Who exactly was this Chen Feng guy, and why were such important figures coming to see him?
He sensed their arrival upon entering, but he didn't bother to open his eyes and continued to sleep soundly, leaving them out in the cold. They had been so eager to lock him up, and now they wanted to negotiate? There wasn't even a window of opportunity, let alone a door.
