Leonard's eyes were rather cold when he glanced at the numerous ragged women being held behind rusty iron cages. There were even some still hanging in the air, their arms and legs displaying signs of extreme bruising.
Needless to say, they were supposed to be put down after a certain time frame.
But given the disastrous incident above the basement, nobody had returned to release them from the air.
While Leonard had long anticipated a very dark and grisly scene, Shirley's expression was on the verge of exploding.
She was someone who narrowly escaped this kind of fate.
Her anger was vivid as she ripped apart one of the whips from raw strength.
Only after ripping apart one of the whips did Shirley come back to her senses.
"I-I apologize, Master." She hurriedly tried to compose herself and apologized for her action to Leonard.
She recalled how Leonard preferred to keep the evidence in its place, so what she did was consider going against his decision and ideals.
