"Fang Daquan, what's the taste of being a prisoner?"

Zhao Tiezhu said, and went to a chair next to Fang Daquan and sat down and looked at him with dignity.

"How can you let me go?" Fang Daquan murmured that he was a man who was greedy for life and feared death. He refused to tell Zhao Tiezhu the truth before, mainly because he was afraid of the forces behind Fang Dalong. But now if he did not tell the truth again, his life would have to stay here.

The so-called life-saving is crucial, and Fang Daquan no longer holds on, because he feels that his hands will be finished...