"You know nothing about me."
A completely unfamiliar voice came from in front of Shen Dong'er. It sounded gentle, but not weak. Instead, it gave the impression of a deeply hidden strength.
Before Shen Dong'er opened her eyes, she also heard the startled gasps of the people around her.
Who was it?
Dazed and bewildered, Shen Dong'er slowly opened her eyes. What appeared before her was neither Cheng Xun nor his long blade with its rusty body and sharp edge, but a figure in a long maid's dress!
That figure was certainly familiar to Shen Dong'er, but... no matter how she thought about it, this was impossible!
How could it be her?
How?
The shock rising in Shen Dong'er's heart even overwhelmed the searing pain from the scratches the Experimental Subjects had left while restraining her.
Not just Shen Dong'er-even Cheng Xun's underlings rubbed their eyes in disbelief.
What had they just seen?
Although Cheng Xun left many matters to his underlings, his crude but sharp blade had cut off the heads of plenty of Waiter Dolls and even failed Experimental Subjects. Those unfortunate Experimental Subjects might well have been buried in the flower beds at their feet. Cheng Xun either stayed his hand, or, once he decided to strike, acted without hesitation and was very difficult to stop.
Just as Lian Xiangyu had stopped Cheng Xun from cutting off the Number Eight Doll's head earlier, Cheng Xun had devised a "punishment" that would torment him even more-turning instead to kill his teammate, Shen Dong'er.
Cheng Xun's underlings had long since grown accustomed to his cruelty and utter lack of conscience. As long as Cheng Xun remained in this Hotel, he seemed capable of tormenting you in dozens of ways worse than death. Over time, those "fortunate" enough to escape