Even though Qian Cangyi had mentally prepared himself, he still couldn't help but feel a wave of despair washing over him when he saw Anna holding an empty cup and strolling towards the pool of blood. It was filled with rotten corpses. The moment she scooped water straight from it, he felt his breath hitch.
Anna walked over to a long table with the cup in her hand. She peered at the multitude of eyeballs on the table, her eyes darting back and forth as if she couldn't make up her mind. Then, she turned to Qian Cangyi and asked, "Uncle Jack, what flavor would you like?"
Qian Cangyi moved closer and scrutinized the items on the table.
All of them were eyeballs. Although they varied in size, there was no doubt that all of them were human eyeballs.