The room underground now resembled a slaughterhouse. There was a pool of fresh blood on the floor, amidst which lay scattered human organs and limbs.
Walking a few steps forward, behind a sofa, he found the man in his thirties who had been standing in the room earlier. He had clearly been chopped into several pieces, a sight of sheer horror. Shen Baichuan, meanwhile, was lying in a corner, covered in blood, and it was uncertain whether he was dead or alive. The waiters who had been guarding the door were all lying on the ground, but they didn't seem to have been hurt; it appeared that the man hadn't been harsh with them.
As for the girl, who had seemed like a fairy earlier, she was now nowhere to be seen. Needless to say, she must have been kidnapped by the man.
Ye Qing was inwardly shocked at how swiftly the man had acted. In the short time he had been away, the man had killed the girl's protector and defeated Shen Baichuan and kidnapped the girl.
