What does it feel like when a rat crosses the street and everyone shouts and beats it? What does it feel like to be drowned in the saliva of vicious disgust? In the most glorious moment of your life, what does it feel like to be stripped naked by the public spotlight and then fall into the eighteenth level of hell? I know that it is the layers of Lingchi that can penetrate the heart but cannot be penetrated by thousands of arrows.
