C74 No Sincerity

In the dark room, the ten-year-old boy was covered in wounds, chained to an iron column in the middle of the room.

A woman wearing a mask smiled sinisterly. She slowly took off the boy's clothes, as if the boy was a fish on a chopping board waiting to be cooked.

The boy's eyes slowly filled with hatred. It was at this critical moment.

A petite figure suddenly ran out from the darkness