C315 Substage prisoner

After the old fellow left, I looked blankly at Wen Yifang's stiff and wooden face. I felt like weeping but had no tears.

Furthermore, relatively speaking, I am in an even worse state than Wen Yifang, because I still have to face the old guy's vicious exploitation every day.

But, what could I do?

Thinking of this, I sighed dejectedly and simply sat on the floor