"Your—your arm... Where is your arm?"
"Those villains chopped off Daddy's arm!"
The child suddenly burst into tears.
"They said Mother isn't a good person. When Daddy tried to reason with them, they—they chopped off his arm."
"It's okay, it's okay."
Feng Jihen wiped the tears from Hu Yue'e's face with his one remaining hand.
"See? I'm alive and well, aren't I?"
"Are... are you alright? Did they... did they..."
For a moment, a look of remorse crossed Feng Jihen's face as an unknown thought struck him.
"It's my fault... I was useless..."
Hearing this, Fang Shuwen simply couldn't resist letting out a cough.
"Pardon me, you two. A family reunion is a wonderful thing, certainly worth celebrating."
"But perhaps you could save the conversation for after you're out of this cell?"
Hu Yue'e nodded hurriedly.
"Yes, Hero Fang is right. Please, Hero Fang, get my husband and child out of here..."
Without another word, Fang Shuwen casually grabbed the bronze lock on the cell door.
