"Wow, so many women have come again. This time I can really enjoy myself."
"This woman doesn't seem as beautiful as the last one?"
"Those women last time, they were really comfortable."
"Adults are still the best to us. When they have fun, they give us gifts."
Unfortunately, they were speaking Japanese, so Ma Rong and the others couldn't understand what they were saying.
They were still dreaming of a happy life together in the future.
They only realized something was strange when they saw a cage underneath.
Ma Rong asked, "Lord Okamura, are you going to show us around the prison?"
With his back to them, Okamura Ningchi grinned, a wide, exaggerated smile spreading across his face.
The other Japanese samurai also laughed.
They laughed heartily, some even laughing until tears streamed down their faces.
Ma Rong and the others, not understanding why, also started laughing.
Okamura opened the cell door and saw a group of men, all white and pale, torturing a woman whose flesh was mangled and bloody.
In a corner, dozens of figures chained together were fighting over a bucket of swill.
The other cells also held a group of women.
Their eyes were vacant as they crouched in the corner, trembling. They were naked, their battered bodies exposed to everyone.
Madam Wang was terrified by this scene and clung to Wang Jingwei, unable to bear looking at the prison.
Ma Rong was stunned. She was about to say something when she realized that the woman being tortured looked somewhat familiar.
"Xiao Hui? Is that you?"
Lying on the table, Xiao Hui, who was being tortured, heard a familiar voice, struggled to turn her head, and looked over with two empty eyes.
She opened her mouth, as if she were saying something.
Ma Rong looked at the woman who had lost her eyes, whose hands and feet were broken, and whose body was only connected by a little skin and flesh, and immediately knelt down on the ground.
She felt as if she were trapped in boundless fear.
The world suddenly went dark, and countless ghostly figures surrounded her.
Her legs began to tremble, then the trembling spread to her body, and her whole body started shaking.
Ma Rong turned his head, only to be struck in the dantian by Okamura Ningchi's palm, sending him flying backward.
The pain in her stomach felt like needles piercing her heart.
She lay on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Looking up, she saw that all the girls who had come with her had been knocked to the ground.
Madam Wang, who resisted fiercely, had her arms and legs broken and was forced to lie on the ground howling like a dog.
Hearing the cries of agony, the women in the cages poked their heads out and let out excited shouts.
They are not afraid of suffering themselves; they are only afraid of suffering alone.
So every day I wrote letters like crazy, telling people how wonderful the outside world was.
Now they see people coming to keep them company, suffering the same hardships as them.
They were so excited that they reached out and pressed Ma Rong against the cell door through the cage, afraid that she would escape.
Ma Rong looked at their faces and then realized what was happening.
These are all women who were married off to outsiders by the leader of the sect.
They were all fairies who, according to the Grand Master, lived a free and happy life.
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