The stationmaster no longer had his usual arrogant demeanor, realizing he was at the mercy of others. He could only plead for his life.
But Ruan Mian thought of the whip that struck Shaoxi. How could she face Shaoxi, who had been so loyal to her, without returning the punishment?
So she mercilessly whipped down, one lash after another, until the stationmaster's skin was broken and bleeding.
The stationmaster was sweating from the pain, moving from pleading to anger to cursing, and finally back to crying and begging.
Yet Ruan Mian remained indifferent. Only when he was too weak did she throw away the whip and look at those huddled in the corner.
Ruan Mian turned and went to an empty room next door, taking out some dry food and money from her space, and handed everything to them.
"You should leave. It's not safe to stay here. Leave as soon as possible."
The civilians didn't expect this woman to be their savior. After a moment's daze, they quickly knelt down in gratitude.
