"After that despicable couple drove them away, I secretly followed. I thought that with my superpower, I could take care of them, but I never expected..."
Luo Yunxi, however, laughed coldly, her eyes filled with sorrow. "Those two grown men, one half-grown boy, and my mother—all four of them."
"After they got into the city, they complained that the living conditions were poor and they couldn't get enough to eat. They actually... they actually..."
"They actually wanted to sell you?"
Luo Yunxi's eyes widened in surprise. "How did you know!"
Feng Moxi knew all too well. Four years into the Apocalypse, the entire world was already devastated.
Countless girls were treated as commodities, sold by their own parents and relatives. In the most desperate times, people even resorted to trading children to eat.
At that time, even the most delicate girls had turned into coarse and vicious women.
Or, like her, they put on a facade of hypocrisy, struggling to survive.
