Early the next morning, upon waking up, the chubby one first went to observe Wang Zichuan's expression.
"Big Brother, did you not sleep all night?"
Wang Zichuan, with dark black circles under his eyes, stared blankly at the beam of light streaming through the narrow window on the high wall.
"Yes, the words of Young Master Nantang opened my mind, and the words of Mr. Songshan contained much mystery. Yet, I couldn't figure it out, always feeling that if I pondered further, I would understand. So, I've been thinking all night."
The chubby one returned to his spot, whispering to the person beside him, "Oh no, oh no, Big Brother has fallen into the trap of those two demon scholars. What will we do now?"
The person beside him turned over, "Being in a cell, waiting for the last meal before execution, and you're still thinking of the future? I think you're just worrying unnecessarily."
