Hearing that voice, the Youth sprang up as if electrocuted, staring at the doorway in shock and disbelief. He had never imagined they would find this place.
"Hmph, wouldn't it have been over if you'd handed over the money sooner? You made me come here myself."
"Didn't expect us to find this place, did you? We have your 'good friend' to thank for that, hahahaha—"
Backlit by the faint light outside, two hulking thugs stood at the door with wooden clubs in hand. Their bodies cast long, pitch-black shadows that enveloped the Youth and Girl inside.
As one of the thugs spoke, a Youth with a bruised, swollen face and tattered clothes was violently thrown inside, crashing hard onto the floor.
"You... Butuo?!"
When Landon saw the face of the Youth sprawled on the ground, he could not help crying out.
"Landon, I'm sorry..."
The Youth lying on the floor stirred and mumbled softly, not daring to look at Landon.
"Oh? There's an ugly freak at home too. But I'm in a good mood today, so I'll reluctantly play with you and show you what a real man is!"
At that moment, the other ruffian had already noticed the sickly Girl inside. She was clutching a fire poker tightly and watching them with a wary expression. His eyes immediately filled with blatant lust.
The ugly birthmark on her left cheek was rather disgusting, but he had not touched a woman in so long that even if a goat stood before him now, he would probably think it pretty and delicate.
"I won't let you touch a single finger of hers! Lia, run out the back door now!"
Seeing the two thugs turn their attention toward his sister, the Youth panicked. He grabbed another intact piece of hard black bread, which