The seven people laughed even more happily upon receiving her affirmation.
Zhuo Lian glanced at the person on the ground and turned to walk inside, "Let's go."
There were two people inside she needed to find.
They passed through the opened reception hall, behind which were individual courtyards. Lanterns hung beneath the eaves, barely illuminating the path.
These lanterns, merely decorative before the apocalypse, now served as sources of light.
The further they walked, the louder the struggles and screams became, finally becoming clear. They could distinctly hear the terrified cries of a child and the unrestrained laughter of a man.
These two sounds alone were enough for them to imagine a thousand scenarios deserving of a thousand cuts.
"Beast!"
"I'm going to kill him!"
Xiao Chongyan, who had been largely silent, spoke up, "Let's go together."
He hadn't expected to encounter that beast so soon this time.
Thinking of what he had suffered in his previous life, he was enraged, wanting to tear the other party to shreds!
As they took a few more steps forward, a group of men in Republican era attire suddenly emerged from the surroundings, all armed. Leading them was a woman dressed as a maid.
It perfectly fit the saying, "Dog slave."
That dog slave, with a theatrical air, declared, "The Old Madam said that any pure women will be kept to be concubines for the young masters. As for the men, they will be beaten to death and fed to the dogs."
A group of men in black jackets wielding long sticks charged forward, striking at the boys.
A sword appeared in Zhuo Lian's hand. She simultaneously said to the others, "We can fight now."
The other seven, though injured, were now burning with fury. They brandished their long swords, hacking like they were cutting watermelons, striking anyone they caught.
The girls, with less strength, couldn't deliver fatal blows with a single sword, but they caused profuse bleeding, rendering their opponents unable to fight.
It was the boys' first time fighting someone. They repeatedly convinced themselves that these people were in league with those who abused children inside, and deserved to be killed.
From initial hesitation to truly treating them like beasts and fighting, they quickly dealt with a group of people.
Zhuo Lian, with one hand holding someone and the other carrying a sword, walked forward expressionlessly. Those who blocked her path were directly cleaved in half. Her brutal and terrifying methods even shocked Xiao Chongyan, who had intended to kill.
He recalled what she had said and a thought suddenly struck him.
Did she know what he had experienced before?
Or rather, did she know what was going to happen?
The maidservant who had announced the order earlier saw that the situation was unfavorable and tried to run, but Zhuo Lian was faster, appearing like a phantom. Her sword pierced through the maid's heart without mercy.
"Ah!"
The woman let out a single wail before her breath completely ceased.
[Host...]
"Their bodies are filled with blood, their souls are filthy and ugly. They deserve to die."
The system immediately fell silent.
With the female protagonist here, Heaven's Will was probably struggling between helping his biological mother or his biological daughter. He would pretend not to see anything.
As a system filled with justice and a hatred for evil, he understood the entire plot. If he were to appear in reality, he too would be unable to resist killing.
Those scums truly deserved to die.
The host had merely accelerated the process. This was her usual style, and he was accustomed to it.
"Bang!"
The ancient carved wooden door was kicked open by her. Inside the warm and brightly lit guest room, a man with his upper body bare was chasing a naked child, emitting lewd laughter. The child, however, was crying uncontrollably, his voice filled with terror and fear.
Seeing the door open, the child instinctively ran towards it. Upon seeing the two, he flinched away slightly, fearful.
Zhuo Lian wrapped him in her coat, bent down, and picked him up. She tightly held the struggling child, her voice indifferent yet with a hint of reassurance, "It's okay, don't be afraid."
"Who are you people? Who let you in?"
The two of them moved towards him in tacit agreement.
The sword in Zhuo Lian's hand was still dripping blood. The back of the blade reflected a cold silver light. Only the sharp edge was stained with blood, but it was incredibly chilling.
"The Lord of the Underworld sent us. To take your dog life."