A bloody stench spread in the air, and the altered voice echoed in the hall.
A group of cold-looking male servants came from the door on the other side of the hall, cleaning up the blood and body pieces on the floor like lifeless robots.
Similarly, the masked man looked at the scene with a cold face, while Jorge, on the other hand, cried like anyone else would have.
Kieran raised a puzzled brow for a moment before returning to normal.
"This is really some punishment. I hope the same punishment will happen to you as well," Kieran said with a bland tone.
"I hope you can see it as well. Well then, shall we begin the second stage?"
The altered voice from the phone laughed. Then, three boxes each a meter square feet were pushed in front of Kieran.
