There were neither days nor months in the prison; it was impossible to know what was happening outside. Luo Zheng had no idea how long he had been meditating when he felt much better from the pain in his chest. He got up and saw two bowls placed at the door. Feeling hungry, he walked over to take a look. The bowls contained food, the same as usual, but there was an added apple. Perhaps they were worried about prisoners' nutrition not keeping up, fearing death inside the jail cells?
Luo Zheng didn't hesitate, he forcefully swallowed the food, nourished himself, and then started moving around in the cell. Just a slight movement caused his joints to crackle loudly, a sign of long periods without exercise. If it continued this way, his body would likely deteriorate. In the cramped space, Luo Zheng practiced military boxing. Since the space was limited, he shortened and minimized his movements, keeping his leaps and jumps as small as possible.
