Chapter 1939

If one hadn't seen Briarpatch with their own eyes, they would never believe that such a hell on earth existed. That corrupt official Quillan deserved death by a thousand cuts! Manfred raised his hand coldly. "Interrogate him first. Have him write down every crime he has committed over the years, one by one, and have him sign his confession." The moment Quillan—who had already been dragged to the doorway—heard the words, he screamed and begged for mercy. "Put him through every single torture device in the prison, one by one," Kemp instructed the two soldiers dragging Quillan away. The soldiers immediately responded, "Yes, sir!" As Quillan was taken away, Manfred's expression finally eased a little. "He left behind quite a mess. Over the next few days, send people to investigate thoroughly—nothing must be overlooked." "Understood." His gaze then swept over the puddle of urine on the floor. His face remained as cold as ice. "Have someone clean this up immediately." At that moment