He heard waves of cries, which were especially helpless and desperate, all coming from girls.
Up ahead, several huge iron cages appeared.
Inside the cages, the women, hardly dressed, with disheveled hair, some had faces covered in wounds, clearly having been slapped countless times; some had scars from head to toe, as if whipped.
Just looking at them was incredibly heartbreaking.
Yet, Zheng Chaotian, like a dog upon seeing a bone, excitedly released Song Jiankang and pounced forward.
He grabbed the iron cage and ordered the girls to lift their heads.
The girls, clearly beaten into fear, though unwilling, still tearfully raised their faces.
They looked worn and haggard, but it was still obvious they were quite beautiful with good figures.
Song Jiankang felt waves of guilt and couldn't help but glance sideways at Shen Zhou.
