The space inside the shack was much more spacious than it appeared from the outside, with no lighting, relying only on a few beams of dim light seeping through the cracks in the walls to barely illuminate the interior.
Dust floated about, and the humid air was filled with a decaying smell that made one frown involuntarily.
The wooden door was pushed open and quickly shut again. A man with a scar-browed, sinister face entered the room, his eyes instinctively scanning towards the storage room first.
Through the iron window embedded in the door, a faintly visible frail figure could be seen, tied up with hemp rope, lying motionless on the storage room floor.
The velvet gown no longer looked as luxurious and clean as before, tainted with dust and dirt, but the clothing overall remained intact, with no signs of being torn or violated.
The large dose of Sleep Potion was enough to keep the Baron's Daughter, known as "Ai li," unconscious from last night until now.
