Splash—
Ice-cold water, mixed with chunks of ice, was thrown on Huai Rui's face, rousing the once-promising Gold Department Doctor from his tortured unconsciousness once again.
"Haa... haa..."
Huai Rui expelled the icy water from his nostrils, struggling to breathe. His wrists and ankles were shackled by heavy steel manacles, and wounds on his body continuously bled, sending waves of sharp pain, as his muddled brain reluctantly recalled previous events.
This was the garrison dungeon. He had been knocked unconscious by that dragon-headed freak and immediately taken to the garrison prison under strict guard.
The garrison quickly found evidence in his mansion. Together with Mrs. Huai's incoherent testimony, it was enough to determine the role Huai Rui had played in this incident.
