What could possibly make Miss Biao suddenly kneel down? Or did Miss Biao's knees feel uncomfortable, causing her to fall?
But soon, Ah Shun dismissed this speculation. He watched with his own eyes as Jiang Li reached out, supported the filthy prisoner, and turned him around slowly to reveal his full face.
Both Butcher Zhang and Ah Shun's eyes widened.
That was a gaunt face that could barely be called "human"; the entire face was so thin that the cheeks were hollowed out, and the cheekbones jutted out prominently. The body Jiang Li was supporting was as thin as kindling. Ah Shun had seen prisoners before, most of them fierce and malevolent, with sharp chins and monkey cheeks—some looked desperate and downcast, but none were as shockingly pitiful as the one before him.
