She recalled the scene of her father being struck and sent flying by the elder of the Wanliu Sect, and the miserable sight of her clansmen being chained... If not for her family, she would rather run headfirst into death here.
"I heard something."
The round-faced female disciple lowered her voice but deliberately made sure Xie Qingxuan could hear it clearly.
"The Young Sect Master has taken in almost a hundred concubines, if not eighty. Those who aren't favored... heh, they're less than doorkeepers' spiritual dogs."
The tall, skinny female disciple chimed in.
"Exactly, didn't one try to run away last month, only to be given to the disciples by the Young Sect Master... what a tragedy..."
Xie Qingxuan trembled all over, her stomach churning like waves.
She stared fiercely at herself in the copper mirror, her eyes full of despair.
Gu Sheng... where are you? She silently cried out in her heart.
Then bitterly thought again.
No, don't come... it's too dangerous here...
