The first cellmate kicked Lin Feng's leg lightly, not hard enough to cause new injury but enough to confirm he was still conscious. "You hearing us, old man? This is your life now. This is what you deserve. And nobody out there cares enough to stop it."
Lin Feng made a sound, not words, not even a coherent cry, just a broken noise that conveyed the complete shattering of everything he'd once been. The powerful businessman who'd destroyed lives without hesitation had been reduced to something less than human, stripped of dignity and agency and the fundamental belief that his status could protect him from consequences.
"Get some sleep," Wang Jian said with cruel mockery. "You're going to need your strength. We're not nearly done with you yet."
