After hearing Ling Feng's words, the girl slightly lifted her head, revealing a pair of pitch-black eyes amidst her disheveled hair, a hint of confusion flashing in her gaze, "Who, who are you?"
"A passerby, I'm actually supposed to be at the barbershop, but I entered the wrong establishment. I heard crying and wanted to see what was happening," Ling Feng explained.
The girl's eyes widened in shock, and then she shook her head slightly, "You should mind your own business. They are very cruel, I can't leave."
"Don't be afraid, if I say you can leave, you can leave. Come on, get up, follow me outside," Ling Feng extended his hand.
But the girl didn't move at all, clearly not believing what he had said.
It wasn't hard to understand why. She didn't know how long she had been there, but she had definitely witnessed the methods of those people and was scared as a result.
