Chapter 76. It Wouldn't Be Bad, Right?

Restricted by the heavy and thick chains, Gitanjali could not move her body and the weight of the metal started hurting her as she still tried to look in those cunning eyes of the women down on the ground.

A figure stepped ahead of her - blocking her already blurry view.

"As we promised - we have brought this demonic cultivator to you, ladies," the man donned in deep blue clothes, announced with pride. "Now we give this despicable woman who stripped this town of its wealth and prosperity - in your hands."

Seeing the kneeling woman in an unsightly state on the podium, the crowd of women cheered. Their raptures and voices resounded in the air of the town which was restored a little through some means by these prostitutes.