Outside Spring Containing Hollow.
Xue Zier rubbed her slightly sore legs and lowered her eyes to look at her cinnabar-red nails, hesitating over whether to take that deadly poison.
Two somewhat short middle-aged men came walking toward her from within the mountain hollow.
Xue Zier's expression stiffened. She withdrew her hand from her sleeve and looked despairingly at the two men approaching.
She knew that, in her current predicament, before she could see the Three-Finger Old Devil, she would surely first be taken advantage of by these disgusting scraps of filth. Yet it was unavoidable.
Thus, she absolutely could not take that poison now.
As Xue Zier watched the two men draw near, her delicate fist clenched tightly within her sleeve. A trace of frost showed faintly upon her charming, seductive face, and combined with her pitiful, despairing expression, it made one's heartbeat slow by half a beat at the sight.
Seeing Xue Zier's appearance up close, the two men kept swallowing, their faces filled with lewdness. Their eyes traveled up and down her plump, full figure, as though they were about to pop from their sockets.
Xue Zier's expression grew ever colder as she watched their reactions.
Ordinarily, seeing men so infatuated with her might have given her a small sense of pride. When she was in high spirits, she might even have teased and mocked them in return. But now, as prey, she did not even dare meet their eyes, fearing that the moment their gazes locked, the two would be unable to restrain their lust and pounce on her.
Yet strangely, although Xue Zier had spent a long while mentally preparing herself for what was about to happen, the two men made no move at all.
They merely looked her up and down again and again, feasting