At first light, Jin Zhengxiong opened his eyes. The sedative had completely worn off. As he recalled the assistant's whispers in his ear just before he slipped into unconsciousness, Jin Zhengxiong began to fall into another bout of agitation, yelling out to grab anyone's attention.
"Someone should really take a look at you now; you're utterly disgraceful. Even from this distance, I can almost smell the stench on you."
The sudden voice of the assistant silenced Jin Zhengxiong immediately. He stared wide-eyed, struggling to turn his neck towards the source of the voice.
The assistant sat by the bed. The sunlight bathed his back, clothing him in a dazzling golden light, making him appear almost godlike. Yet the expression on his face was brimming with malevolent intent, contrasting sharply with the sunshine enveloping him.
"Ahhh!" Jin Zhengxiong looked at the assistant with the ferocity of a wild beast seeing prey, consumed by bloodthirsty rage.
