A quarter of an hour later, Han Yu met with the imprisoned Song Zhiheng in a secret room.
Song Zhiheng lay on the bed, his eyes dull as he stared at the ceiling, his expression listless.
He was now a loser, and as the saying goes, "Victors be kings, vanquished be bandits," a loser should accept his fate.
When Han Yu saw that Song Zhiheng was shackled with electronic shackles, he became curious. Yue Hengsong explained, "These are electronic shackles. If he moves more than ten meters away from this room, it will automatically trigger the protection mechanism, releasing an electric current..."
Nominally protection, but in reality, it was imprisonment.
Song Zhiheng was well aware of this fact, but he also knew that staying here was the safest option for him now.
Seeing Yue Hengsong coming in with Han Yu, Song Zhiheng snorted coldly, pretended not to see them, and continued to lie on the bed, his gaze numbly fixed on the ceiling.
