C55 Who Is Missing from the Prison

The eyes on the black cloth that covered her face looked arrogant and emotionless. Everywhere she passed, fragrance would leave behind them, and as she looked at the people in the cage who were gradually passing out, she did not mind. In fact, she was in a good mood, as the key in her hand was being swung noisily.

The black shoes stopped in front of a cage with a single prisoner inside