"There should be a cultivation sect within the Hidden Sect. Luo Ying is practicing a cultivation technique," Su Jinyue confirmed. If Luo Ying wasn't a cultivator, she wouldn't have recovered so quickly after fighting her.
"I've never heard of the Snow Flower Palace before. I wonder why they are coming to the exchange meeting this time?" Su Yanyue asked puzzledly.
"I find it strange too. Apart from the Snow Flower Palace, there is also the Yunxiao Sect, which I have never heard of. I wonder what their purpose is in participating in the exchange meeting?" Su Yanxi frowned.
"Since you can't figure it out, just stop thinking about it, so as not to make yourself upset." Su Yanqi picked up the teapot and poured a cup for everyone.
"That's right," everyone agreed with a smile. After all, their goal was the spirit stones. As for the Snow Flower Palace and the Cloud Sky Sect's intentions, as long as they didn't affect their ability to obtain the spirit stones, it was fine.
After breakfast, Su Jinyue took out her jewelry and spread it across the room, then began practicing with everyone else. Although this spiritual energy was just a drop in the bucket for them, it was still better than nothing. Even if it could only improve their cultivation a little, it was still a glimmer of hope for them.
People were coming and going on the street, and from time to time one could hear the hawkers' cries.
Luo Ying stood by the window, watching the people coming and going downstairs, a slight smile on his lips. "Su Jinyue, interesting." He had assumed that the Hidden Sect's members all practiced ancient martial arts, but he hadn't expected to meet Su Jinyue. He just couldn't understand why Su Jinyue, whose three brothers all practiced ancient martial arts, was the only one who stood out. Could she have had some kind of adventure?
"Young Master!" A respectful voice came from outside the door.
"Come in." Luoying retracted her gaze, walked to the table and sat down.
The door was pushed open, and a subordinate walked in and respectfully handed a piece of information to Luo Ying, "Young Master! This is Su Jinyue's information."
Luo Ying nodded slightly, took the information and started to look through it.
After a long moment, he closed the file, a hint of doubt in his eyes. He looked at Su Jinyue's information and didn't find anything strange. Neither Su Jinyue's master nor the people of Shangxin Village were ordinary people. So how did Su Jinyue become a cultivator? It seemed that Su Jinyue must have a secret.
There is another strange thing. Su Jinyue seems to hate Song Yiren, who grew up with her, otherwise she would not have used means to put Song Yiren in jail. Could it be that she treats Song Yiren like that because Song Yiren knows something?
Judging from the information, Su Jinyue is a very loyal person. If Song Yiren had not known any of her secrets or violated her bottom line, she would not have treated her like that.
Thinking of this, Luo Ying looked at his men and said, "Go find Song Yiren's information and her whereabouts."
"Yes!" The subordinate responded and retreated.
In a dilapidated thatched hut, a woman with messy hair and a dirty face was lying in the corner.
With a "creak", the door of the thatched hut was pushed open, and a dark-skinned man walked in with a bowl of porridge.
Seeing the newcomer, Song Yiren's eyes were filled with resentment. She had been locked up here since Shagen and Lin Dabao sold her to the three Li brothers for two hundred yuan. From that day on, she became their plaything. They ignored her injuries and treated her like a human being, taking her whenever they wanted.
"Eat this." Boss Li reached out and pulled Song Yiren up, handing the bowl to her.
Song Yiren glared at Boss Li fiercely and turned her head away. She really hated him, but she knew it was useless to hate him. Her injuries had not healed yet, and she could not move at all, let alone escape.
The three Li brothers knew that she was injured, but they never asked a doctor to see her. To them, it didn't matter whether she was disabled or not, as long as she didn't die.
Boss Li reached out and pinched Song Yiren's chin, turned her around, put the bowl to her mouth, and forced the porridge down her throat.
"Cough! Cough! Cough!" Song Yiren was choked by the porridge and kept coughing, tears coming out, but Boss Li had no intention of stopping at all. He didn't let Song Yiren go until he had fed her all the porridge.
Song Yiren leaned against the wall and coughed violently. Just a moment ago, she felt like she was about to die.
"This time I'm teaching you a lesson. If you don't obey me again, I'll show you how I'll deal with you." Boss Li sneered at Song Yiren, who looked miserable. In his opinion, if a woman doesn't obey, she should be beaten until she obeys.
In their village, 80% of the women were bought from outside. Some men treated their wives like treasures, only to have them run away secretly. Others simply beat their wives into submission, and the women became as obedient as animals, doing whatever they were told.
Song Yiren finally caught her breath and slid down onto the straw on the ground. This place was so horrible, she had to find a way to heal her wounds and escape.
Hearing the rustling sound of clothes being taken off, Song Yiren looked up and saw Boss Li taking off his clothes. A look of horror immediately appeared in her eyes, "No, please let me go..."
Boss Li threw his clothes on the ground and pounced on Song Yiren, "I tell you, I bought you and you are mine. I can do whatever I want. If you are obedient, I will hire a doctor to treat your injuries. If you are not obedient, you will be a cripple for me all your life." He bought Song Yiren to continue the family line, and he didn't care whether she was disabled or not.
Song Yiren stared at the rooftop with lifeless eyes, enduring Boss Li's treatment, tears slowly sliding down her cheeks. If she had to live a life worse than that of an animal for the rest of her life, what was the point of living?
Thinking of this, she bit down hard.
Boss Li was enjoying himself, but when he saw blood oozing from the corner of Song Yiren's mouth, he immediately knew that something was wrong. He quickly reached out and pinched Song Yiren's chin. Seeing the blood in her mouth, he gritted his teeth in anger and yelled to the outside of the door: "Second brother, third brother, go and call old man Liu, this woman bit her tongue." The damn woman actually dared to commit suicide. If she didn't die this time, he would see how he would teach her a lesson in the future.
The night gradually fell, and the house was pitch black, with only a few strands of silver moonlight shining through the window onto the ground.
Song Yiren woke up from the pain and slowly opened her eyes. She found herself still in the thatched hut. Tears fell again. Why didn't they let her die? Why did they let her suffer like this?
The door of the thatched hut was pushed open again, and Li Laoer walked in with a candle. Seeing Song Yiren wake up, Li Laoer put the candle in his hand on the table beside him and said, "You bitch, you dare to seek death? Is it because we three brothers are too good to you that you are itching for a beating?"
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