In the luxurious corridor, the body of the young girl lay quietly on the ground.
Since she had been attacked not long before, her body still perfectly preserved the posture from the moment before her attack. Ronald could even see the shock and confusion on her face.
Not far down the corridor, the person who had just screamed in agony was right there.
It was a middle-aged woman in thick makeup, likely having discovered the body of the servant girl as she was leaving and then collapsing to the ground in fright, her face completely pale.
Seeing Ronald emerge from opening the door, the woman's eyes widened, and she began to scoot back while sitting on the ground.
Once her back came up against the corridor wall, she had nowhere to retreat.
She stared directly at Ronald, not daring to look away but still stealing glances at the body on the ground with the corners of her eyes, and then spoke in a trembling voice:
"You…"
"Don't come any closer!"
"…"
