Kaycee flinched as she heard a scream. She was expecting a peaceful and divinely environment, but the contrary made her curious.
The first person said, "Look, I saved her from her terrible faith. She could have died helplessly.
She must repay me. Understand?
I just cut one of your fingers right now. Next time when you give up, a whole hand our yours is gone. Understood?"
Kaycee sighed and said to herself as reality hit her head, "Heavenly saint? Saving me? Divine vibe? My ass!
It looks like I got saved by another psychopath. Just how many terrible people should I meet within my lifespan of 15 years?
Am I a beacon for deadly peoples? Like seriously?!"
Kaycee gulped as she saw the doorknob moving. She immediately rushed to the bed to pretend that she was asleep, but it was too late for her to implement it.
