Just a glance was enough for him to hear, as if echoing in his ears, the previous arrogant threat from Kane echoing, "On the honor of the Lionheart Family, I swear... you, your family, your friends, your woman, all must die..."
The sinister side of human nature was laid bare before his eyes.
The corpses seemed to mock his powerlessness.
See, the Young Master had committed another atrocity because he hadn't been killed.
Leonard Churchill tilted his head to observe the suspended bodies, falling silent for a moment.
It seemed as though something had crossed his mind,
and suddenly, he broke out into a grin.
Leaving the brightly lit building before him, he turned and stepped into the dark tavern.
...
Having spent some time in the tavern, Leonard had roughly figured out what had happened recently.
And what those hanging corpses outside were all about.
It was more or less as he had suspected.
