Little White Bat Returns

Deep within Blackwind Stronghold, in a reeking cellar,

the apprentices ordered to clean up the battlefield unexpectedly discovered a group of scantily clad women.

Their hair hung loose, their bodies were little more than skin and bones, and waves of stench rose from them.

Several apprentices pinched their noses shut,

standing far away beside the brazier outside the cellar entrance.

Even after the bloody battle they had just endured, their scalps still tingled. There were actually mountain bandits in this world more beastly than beasts.

Yu Miaomiao stood behind the crowd, looking at the women whose expressions were numb, like walking corpses.

An indescribable sense of relief rose in her heart.

If not for Senior Brother Su killing that Third Boss, she would likely have ended up like these women, imprisoned in a pitch-black cellar with no sight of day.

Unable to die, yet struggling to live.

Thinking of Senior Brother Su's overwhelming strength in the battle just now, she silently encouraged herself.

I must become stronger and catch up to Senior Brother Su as soon as possible.

At that moment, all her resentment over Su Xinghe not teaching them the fist art that day vanished like smoke.

All that remained in her heart was the determination to grow stronger.

"Little Sister!"

Suddenly, a mine slave threw down his pickaxe and rushed over.

He pushed through the crowd and hurried to a woman cowering in the corner. Ignoring the filth covering her body, he pulled her tightly into his arms.

The woman's eyes were hollow and her expression wooden. No matter how the mine slave wept and called out to her, she did not say a word.

The commotion immediately drew the attention of all the mine slaves, and before long, more women were recognized.

Some had been traveling