With men and women in the world came many beautiful things, but beauty rested on the premise that both men and women were willing.
Yet here, none of the women had any choice at all. The Guards acted as they pleased; whenever they took an interest, they simply dragged someone into a room and did whatever they wanted.
Chen Mo kicked open a door and found a man abusing a woman inside. The woman made no sound, only weeping silently.
Without another word, Chen Mo stepped forward, placed a numb-itch Restriction on the man, and flashed away. As the woman stared blankly, he said, "Get dressed!"
There was nothing worth seeing and nothing worth staying for. What these women had suffered was obvious—they had trusted others too easily and been deceived into coming here.
Fortunately, Chen Mo had saved them. At most, they would be left with some painful memories. Yet those memories would be tragedies that haunted them for life.
There was also a torture chamber in the basement, where several people had been beaten half to death, their bodies covered in wounds. Fortunately, Chen Mo swept them with his Spiritual Sense and found that they had only suffered superficial injuries, none of them fatal.
These people should have been newcomers, or those who refused to obey, which was why they had been beaten so badly. Of course, the fellows who had beaten them had still held back somewhat, resulting in only external injuries.
It was not because the attackers were kind enough to show restraint. If they beat someone to death or crippled them, they might not fetch a good price, affecting the sale of these human commodities.
This house stood at a corner, and Chen Mo's actions alerted the three Guards currently making a move inside.
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