Mo Yichen felt so tired and he swallowed the little saliva in his mouth. From the moment he got off the plane, he almost didn’t take a sip of water. Although he was extremely exhausted, he didn’t want to drink or eat anything. He felt a surge of bitterness, resentment, and pain.

Mo Yichen picked up the phone with his shaking hand and held it to his ear, looking at the long and dark corridor with his hollow and glassy eyes. The lamp above his head was shaking. Mo Yichen ...