The prisoners on death row felt fortunate today. For some unknown reason, the jailers had shown a shred of mercy, suspending the daily torture session. However, the jailers had issued only one command: absolute silence.
In the quiet of the prison, the sound of Jia Ruoxiang sobbing echoed, though only Jia Yi could hear it. Every other jailer and prisoner in the vicinity had been cleared away. The charcoal in the brazier crackled and spat, but Jia Ruoxiang felt only a growing chill, forcing him to draw closer to the warmth.
"Since we were children, Father was always afraid something might happen to you. Every time I accompanied him on campaign, he would constantly tell me that I must protect you."
Chapter 400