C366 Tong's Siblings Were in Trouble

In the depths of the dungeon, a group of more than a dozen prisoners in tattered clothing languished. Each one of them hung their heads in a listless despair, lying in a dank, shadowy corner of their grim confines.

Every so often, a cockroach or rat would scurry by, prompting these desperate souls to snatch them up like ravenous lions