"What are you shouting for? You've been yelling for over three years. Even if you're not tired of it, I am."
A member of the Mo Clan knocked on the prison gate and shouted inside at Jing Zhimei in the tank.
He had been guarding here for over three years, watching this woman, who was rumored to have been Jing Zhimei, the number one socialite in Jingdu City, and had caused the death of his wife. Such a woman deserved this. Letting her live was already too kind, but who would want to live like this, experiencing pain and itchiness a hundred times a day, unable to make a sound even when screaming.
After speaking, the member of the Mo Clan heard the sound of the door opening from outside. He quickly looked over and was shocked as he rushed up, "Why are you here, Master Mo? Why are you here?"
Master Mo had not stepped into the prison for over three years, yet today he walked in with a stunningly beautiful woman.
"Where is Jing Zhimei?" Mo Tang asked softly.
