Rhode gazed coldly at Anne who was rubbing her hands uneasily. At this moment, the young lady was in a mess. Her hair and cheeks were covered in filthy dust and bruises were visible on her body. Although this incident didn't take a drastic turn like the popular 'mysterious chariot continuous killings' incident, this current situation wasn't anything worth celebrating in Rhode's eyes.
"You have had a hard time, Anne. How did it feel?"
Rhode asked sarcastically as he gazed at the young lady before him. In response, Anne showed an awkward smile.
"I-It's still alright, Leader… Better than expected…"
"Alright, I'm not about to chit-chat with you now."
Rhode frowned and knocked on the table as his tone turned colder and sterner.
"I recall clearly that I ordered you to stay in the fortress. So why did you disobey my orders?"
"That… Because…"
