Chapter 150: The Bloody Ripper (3)
TL: FoodieMonster007
“Ahahaha! Look at me, getting all excited at my age! It’s probably because I haven’t had guests for ages!” Laughing boisterously, the Bloody Ripper downed several shots of strong liquor in quick succession, humming along with the tunes played by the servants.
Offering another drink to Baek Suryong and the Zhejiang Five Devils seated beside him, he said, “Have another drink, Nephew. You all should drink freely, too!”
“Thank you.” Baek Suryong accepted the liquor and drained it in one gulp. Glancing around, he remarked, “Senior Uncle, your home is truly magnificent.”
“Hoho, you have a keen eye,” the Bloody Ripper replied with a satisfied grin. “It took me five whole years to build this place. There are plenty of empty rooms, so feel free to stay as long as you like.”
In truth, the mansion was so palatial, it was hard to believe it was built inside a canyon. The main hall alone, where the banquet was held, was spacious enough to seat dozens. Shackled at the hands and feet, servants moved about, carrying food and drinks.
Aren’t all these servants martial artists? Have they been enslaved? Baek Suryong wondered. The servants wore scant clothing that barely maintained their modesty, and numbers were branded onto their backs. The Bloody Ripper even called them by numbers rather than names, stirring some of Baek Suryong’s most unpleasant memories.
“Number Seven, go fetch more rice wine.”
“…Yes, Elder.”