The agonized screams suddenly stopped not long after.
It was not a gradual fading, but an abrupt halt, stopping without warning... Zhong Luochen's expression shifted. He checked the time, only to realize that he had been standing there for over an hour.
The slight numbness in his legs also proved that he had indeed been standing for quite some time.
The door slowly opened. 24's disheveled hair appeared first. His face held no expression beyond indifference—or rather, he was even more heartless than a doctor emerging from an operating room. He said casually, "Failure... Prepare the next subject and come find me."
Zhong Luochen's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly as 24 walked past him, yawning. Only then did the Zhong Family's second young master take a deep breath and stride into the glass room.
The mad, rambling vagrant they had brought in from outside was squatting on the floor like a frog. His eyeballs rolled left and right without rhythm, just like a frog's, while his bulging throat emitted strange, inhuman sounds.
A chill gradually spread across his back.
But just then, the vagrant, who no longer resembled a human, suddenly reached out and grabbed his own tongue, pulling it forcefully. His eyes began spinning even more frantically, as if he were in a state of excitement.
Finally... the tongue was pulled out.
Zhong Luochen took half a step back. The scent of blood in the air caused a reaction in his body... He walked out of the room, bent over just outside the door... and vomited.
"Second Young Master, Second Young Master! Are you all right?"
Seeing this, the employees responsible for security hurried over.
Zhong Luochen raised a hand to stop them from supporting him and slowly straightened up. "I'm fine... Clean up what's inside."
The men exchanged glances