"No, it's just that I saw you treat that bastard. Oh, no, it's that young master Renfell! You treated him so well, and he even brought a woman to meet in the room just now. I really feel that it's not worth it for you!" Wharton raised his tone and scolded him indignantly.
"What did you say?" Hill asked in surprise.
Right at this moment, several black voices appeared from within the room. A person who was clearly the leader spoke out with a sharp voice, "Miss Hill, my master wishes to invite you to have a visit!"
###Chapter56, the Beast Tide
A dark red whip, like a stretching serpent, tore through the air like a flying dragon, circling around Wharton and Hill. It trembled nonstop, as though it had a life of its own. At the end of the whip, it pointed at the leader of the black-robed men
