Bai Shui moved on her bare feet, dragging the lifeless body of her father on the uneven floors of the White Shell House.
The entire house was now completely empty of all customers, leaving her alone to act finally.
She dragged the body with a cold yet amusing expression. Bringing it closer to the line of her other victims sprawled on the ground, not too far from the pond. The bodies included every worker and some shameless customers who followed after her, seeking a night of pleasure and private entertainment from her.
Bai Shui stood before the line of bodies, coated from head to toe in blood. Some were missing essential parts of their body and many a few organs.
She dragged her father and dumped his body on the floor beside the other victims, chuckling to herself in amusement as her eyes flashed this eerie colorless form.
