Chapter 341 Rudd the Giant

Dim yellow light, the pungent stench of decay.

Liu Zhenhan, who gradually awakened from his dizziness, first felt someone wiping his forehead with a cool cloth, the touch gentle as a virtuous wife who wouldn't want to wake her deeply sleeping beloved husband.

He shook his head; his pupils, which had been slightly doubled, returned to normal—turns out he was back in the Bastille Dungeon, stripped of his clothes, bare chested with a tuft of chest hair, wearing nothing but a pair of briefs.

Not only that, his arms and legs were held by heavy shackles and chains against the stone wall in a spread-eagled "X" position. Judging from the model of these fetters, they seemed specially made to subdue a rhinoceros.

Guoguo had also been tied up, wrapped into a mummy and was hanging next to Liu Zhenhan on the guillotine platform like a bamboo rice dumpling swaying under the eaves, swinging back and forth near Liu Zhenhan like a pendulum, with her two little eyes surreptitiously moving about.