Tang Yuran nodded vigorously.
The man with the triangular face turned back and looked at the man with the fleshy face.
"You can rip that thing off her mouth," the fleshy face said to the triangular face, "we'll have to tear it off when it's time to feed her anyway."
"Alright then." After the triangular face replied, he walked up to her, reached out, and touched Tang Yuran's fair and delicate face, felt the edge of the adhesive tape, and then yanked it off with force, tearing the tape completely from her face.
Fuck!! That hurts!!
Tang Yuran only felt a sharp pain on her face, the tape pulling painfully at her skin as it was ripped off.
"Who are you!?"
But now was not the time to complain about the pain.
With her eyes wide open, Youran looked at the two men in front of her and asked cautiously.
"Us? The people watching over you," the fleshy face answered with a bit of amusement.
"Where is this place??" Youran kept staring at them, continuing to ask.
