Two years had passed. Everyone’s outfits had changed, but their characters remained the same.
Jin Ziyang had never been to a place like the “Seventh Prison”. Thus, he was curious about even the lamp on the wall.
They didn’t look down on Pei Chuan and bumped their fists with him. Zheng Hang said, “Don’t look at Jin Ziyang’s happy appearance. In fact, he wants to overturn everything here right now. When the incident happened, he almost cried on the street.”