Chapter 371: Devil Among Humans

As Cheyenne and the young girl locked eyes, the girl pleaded silently with her gaze. Was she seeking help from Cheyenne? Cheyenne gasped silently, biting her luscious red lip as she glanced at the other iron cages nearby. She realized that it wasn't just the young girl locked in there. The cages held not only middle-aged men in professional attire and young women stripped of their clothes, but also children as young as seven or eight years old and elderly people with grey hair. Some were still alive, while others had perished. The underground floor seemed unattended. Only a few people came in, roughly estimated to be around thirty. They wore masks and had an air of elegance, chatting and taking their seats. Cheyenne found a relatively inconspicuous spot near the center and sat down. Two men in front of her were engaged in a cheerful conversation. One of them said, "I still need one more ingredient. I'll come by tonight to search for it. I wonder if I can find a good one." "Tonigh