The moment Master Chen spoke, the crowd erupted in agreement.
"That's right! Search her!"
"You have to strip her naked to search her! Make sure she isn't hiding anything illicit!"
As if unable to bear the foul atmosphere, Song Xilan rose with a look of disgust and weakness. "Help me back to the carriage," she said softly.
Her attendant matron obliged, helping her back into the carriage.
With Master Chen in the lead, the bolder men immediately began to close in. Their eyes held a lecherous glint, and with unspoken accord, they trapped Song Lianhe in the middle, surrounding her so tightly there was no escape.
Master Chen sneered. "Kong Qing, step back. Don't sully your eyes!"
Kong Qing gave a slight smile. "Then I'll leave it to you, Master Chen, and the rest of you."
Song Lianhe gritted her teeth, her gaze shifting from humiliation to anger, and finally, to ice.
"Have you really thought this through?"
