She found that they not only seized her property but also ordered her around as if she were a maid.
Without food or drink, frequently beaten and scolded, facing such a pack of "Evil Wolves," she had to escape… Last midnight, she finally found a chance to escape from the den and reach this place for temporary refuge.
Chunxia intended to flee the slum directly, but she was too hungry and cold, lacking strength. Moreover, not long after she escaped, she heard voices searching for her behind.
"Haven't found her yet?"
The speaker was a frail, haggard old man with a head full of white hair.
"No,"
replied a middle-aged man.
Upon hearing this, the old man who first spoke frowned deeply: "Where can a woman like her run to? Keep searching!"
"What's the point of finding her?"
The elderly woman sitting nearby glared at the old man: "Don't think I don't know what you're plotting!"
"You old hag, you must speak with proof; don't slander me in front of the descendants!"
