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Upon entering and seeing a man in such a state for the first time in years, Lady Ma was also terrified. She stopped her wailing with a start, fiercely wiped away her tears with her sleeve, blew her nose hard, and then approached the carriage to help her son alight.

But before her hand even reached Lin Yongle, she was kicked back by a foul-smelling foot!

"Get lost! Get lost! Don’t touch me, no one touch me! Get away from me! Ah, ah! All of you, get lost! Get lost!"

Lady Ma was petrified, staggering back two steps, murmuring, "My child, I am your mother. How can you tell your mother to get lost? My child, look at your mother. What’s happened to you? How did you end up like this?"

Watching his brother curled up in a ball inside the carriage, Lin Yongcheng bit his lip, wiped the overflowing tears from the corner of his eyes, and said, "Mother, when I went to pick up my brother, he was already like this. According to the students who were locked up with him, they said..."

"Said what?" Lin Jiazhong had seen Lin Yongle already on the cart, and had originally thought that the son was just a bit dirty, without realizing that his spirit had also been severely harmed, to the point that he no longer recognized even his own parents.

In reality, had he reached out to pull his son up when he first saw him, he would have noticed something was amiss, but he would never admit that he was actually repulsed by his son’s dirty smell.

Seeing that his aunt and uncle had already covered their noses and hidden themselves inside their room, with no one else around, Lin Yongcheng continued in a choked voice, "They said, he was locked in the innermost cell with death-row prisoners.

Those prisoners have been deprived of sunlight for years, and on top of that, when they saw how delicate and handsome Ah Le looked, and that he was incapacitated, they.

.. they tormented him daily. When they were displeased, they would shove him into the piss bucket; when they were happy, they would. .."

He found it too difficult to continue with the rest of his words, struggling with how to express them.

As the head of the Lin family, Jiazhong had seen the world and knew that the prisons were full of male convicts deprived of the company of women for many years, and what they lacked most was female companionship.

Hence, he knew that if a young man with fair skin entered the prison, he was often "cherished" by them as a woman.

But he dared not apply such thoughts to his son. If that were the case, his son, who was barely in his teens, would’ve...

Lady Ma, however, did not understand. Seeing that her eldest son remained unwilling to disclose the whole truth, she kept pressing him for an answer. After all, as his mother, how could she counsel him without knowing the extent of his suffering?

"What exactly happened? Why do you keep speaking in half sentences, child!"

As Lin Yongcheng saw his father’s face grow even more somber, he guessed that his father had understood what he was trying to convey. He immediately hung his head and wept, saying no more.

Lady Ma still wanted to ask, but Lin Jiazhong growled in a low voice, "Enough of your questions! Let’s get the son inside first!"

Immediately after speaking, he remembered his eldest son mentioning something about being incapacitated and turned his head to ask, "You said Yongle is incapacitated? What about his legs, have they not healed? Didn’t I send Silver to summon a doctor?"

Lin Yongcheng shook his head, that matter he did not know about.

It wasn’t because he hadn’t asked, but because those students had not dared to tell the truth.

Who would admit it was their carelessness that caused Lin Yongle’s legs to end up in such a state?

Wouldn’t that be attracting trouble for themselves?

So, all the students unanimously claimed it was because Lin Yongle got stuck under a table leg while doing something bad and didn’t receive timely treatment in prison that led to his condition.

Upon hearing Lin Yongcheng’s words, Lin Jiazhong was so furious that he punched the roof of the carriage. He knew those people in the prison couldn’t be trusted. He had spent so much Silver, yet his son still suffered so much!