Status and social standing have no direct connection to the fear of death...
Before being locked away in the dark cell, Wang Xuemin had always believed himself to be a resolute fighter, but once inside, he discovered he was nothing more than a frail scholar, a landlubber who couldn't swim—terrified of the water and complaining that it was far too cold.
Wang Xuemin's lips trembled as he pointed at the table full of food, stammering, "Director Yao, what... what is the meaning of this?"
Chapter 682