Nami's face went pale with fright. She shook her head desperately and struggled with all her strength, making her shackles clatter.
But the more she struggled, the tighter they dug in. Before long, red marks had formed around her wrists and ankles, and her skin was nearly rubbed raw.
Nami was so anxious she was on the verge of tears. "I want out of this horrible place! I don't want to be sold! I haven't even decided who I want to give my first time to. This is way too sudden!"
"If I'm sold to some disgusting man, I'd rather die."
After muttering to herself for a while, Nami suddenly jolted. "Wait! They wouldn't even give me the money from the sale. I won't agree to it. Never!"
The woman in blue stared at her in disbelief. Of all the women who had been brought here, not one had ever said anything like that.
It sounded as though Nami would agree if they gave her the money.
That she valued money more than her own chastity was an eye-opener.
Once Nami calmed down, she hurriedly asked, "What's your name?"
"Whitey Bay!"
"I'm Nami. Nice to meet you!"
Whitey Bay gave a cold laugh. "Really? Are you sure you're happy right now?"
The more Nami thought about it, the more miserable she felt. Tears streamed down her cheeks. No matter how clever she was, she couldn't think of a single way out.
Women were taken away one after another. Outside, thunderous cheers rose in wave after wave. Nami didn't need to look to know those rotten men were fighting to outbid one another.
After watching for a while, Ye Chen noticed that none of the buyers took the women they had won away. At last, he understood.
So all that