"So just for a woman?" Listening to him, a perplexed expression appeared on Lance's face, and he couldn't help but ask.
"You were one of the early ones with me, and now you're betraying me for a prostitute?"
"I..." Such questioning left the man unable to answer.
"Send him to the sanatorium." Lance waved his hand, showing no intention to listen to his explanation, not even bothering to look again.
Some people are destined to be unworthy.
"Master, no!"
Outsiders didn't know, but didn't the locals know?
As someone who could somewhat access Hamlet's secrets, he knew that once in that place, there was no coming out, and the few who did were displayed on the shelves.
"I've done meritorious service for Hamlet, I've bled for the Lord..."
"You fucking betrayed Hamlet!"
Before Lance could speak, a policeman beside him couldn't hold back and rushed forward to punch the guy, then dragged him out.
