After Chen Mo arrived at this village, he still intended to rescue the two Patricks before slipping away. At most, he would conveniently send everyone in the village who coerced others to their deaths.
Originally, he had only planned to rescue the girls here. As for whether this place would reopen afterward or lure in even more girls, that had nothing to do with him.
But after arriving here, everything his Spiritual Sense swept over filled him with fury. The girls who had been deceived and brought here, especially, were each more miserable than the last.
Not only were they constantly bullied by the guards, they also had to receive outside visitors at any time.
Some girls had even become like lifeless pieces of wood, repeatedly violated without the slightest resistance left in them.
Damn it. Whether it was the people behind the scenes, the thugs in this village, or those Moms, none of them could be forgiven.
Then there was the pond behind the village, the women who had died there with grievances, and the resentment radiating from the pond. He had already decided to seek an apology for those women—and send someone to apologize to them in person.
Chen Mo could only call it an apology, not justice. He did not know who had twisted that saying about justice never being absent, only delayed. That was not the original wording.
In truth, once justice was delayed, it was no longer justice. It was merely the truth and the outcome. So what Chen Mo intended to do was send the people behind this to meet those women and apologize to them personally.
Find the people behind it, send them to their graves, and make them apologize. That was what Chen Mo was going to do.
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