Chapter 78

Warning: This chapter has some violence. Please read at your own discretion.

Minho observed the Ezraen girl before him and only thought of one thing; make her life a living h*ll. He was discontent with the slave traders. The girl looked unharmed. Her clothes and hair still resembled nobility. None of them had listened to anything he had commanded. He wanted them to rough up the girl and make sure she knew that her life was going to become worse than a beggars. If none of them were willing, he would gladly make her regret ever being born.

He especially disliked that she was the daughter of that b*st*rd Jonathon. He despised Jonathon with a passion. He recalled the incident that made his blood burn with anger and humiliation.

Minho ordered his servants to capture every last Ezraen in the city. To him, they seemed to be similar to rats. They hid in dark corners and lived with nothing but the clothes on their backs. They were so week and easy to destroy.