Chapitre 261: Chenger’s Sufferings (Part 1)

"You…!" Rhizen gazed at the screen, confused for a moment before he recognised the voice, scowling, "So it's you."

"Good, it seems you have a good memory." Shyvern laughed before shifting the camera, causing Rhizen to bellow in anger as he chuckled, "Now, now! Don't rush. We have plenty of time."

Rhizen's eyes reddened as he seethed with rage, gazing at the scene that was being shown by Shyvern.

It was the master bedroom, and strapped to a chair was Chenger, tied up, her eyes full of tears, evident of despair. It seemed she had only gone down with a fight as there were gashes all over her body.

Standing next to her was a mike stand, adjusted for its tip to be a couple of feet above her head. And, hanging in the place a mike was supposed to be affixed was a cylindrical glass jar, sporting a tap on one side.

It seemed to be an equipment from a chemistry lab. And, contained within it was a transparent liquid.