Before opening that little door, Shen Jin had not known what it meant to be a "bitch."
He had always thought it was an exaggeration, a deeply humiliating insult.
Now, he finally understood.
The instant they opened the door, a heavy stench of human waste wafted out.
Inside was a cramped space of roughly ten square meters, with iron chains fastened to all four walls.
The other ends of the chains were secured around the necks of eight young women.
Each woman could only crouch or sit on the floor. They could not even lie down.
Each had a food bowl beneath her. Whatever was inside was unrecognizable and gave off a foul stench.
All the women wore tattered clothes. Scraps of cotton padding and filthy clothing lay beneath and around them, piled high with excrement.
At the sound of the door opening,
none of the eight women looked up. They opened their mouths, stuck out their tongues, and expertly imitated panting dogs.
Clouds of white mist rose from their mouths.
They truly looked like eight "bitches" on chains.
There was not a trace of life in their eyes, only numbness.
"Damn it!" Shang Qian clenched her teeth, furious beyond measure.
These were living, breathing people, yet those animals had chained them up and treated them like female dogs.
Shen Jin had seen some appalling things, but he had never even heard of anything this depraved.
His breathing grew heavier.
Bang!
He slapped the iron door, producing a deafening crash.
"Those animals!"
Only then did the eight women lift their heads and look at the two strangers outside.
One was a clean, handsome man, and the other was a healthy-looking woman in a padded coat.
"Don't be afraid. We're here to save you."
Shen Jin did not stop to wonder