Chapter 48

In the forest, there was a place surrounded by four or five young men.

The young man standing at the front was holding a long whip in his hand. With a crack of the whip, it landed on a tree stump nearby, even leaving a crack in the stump.

Then he looked ahead at the two little girls huddled together.

'Crack!'

The whip fell to the ground once again, making a piercing sound that made them involuntarily lower their heads and hold each other tightly.

'Speak! What did you two do last night?'

The young man said sternly.

'Nothing... nothing...'

'Nothing? Hahaha!'

'Do you think you can escape? After running all night, weren't you still caught and brought back!'

The young man continued.

'However, you made us search for a long time and wasted quite a bit of time, so there must be punishment.'

He continued speaking, then walked forward a few steps, preparing to take action.

'It was... it was all my idea, it has nothing to do with Ke'er. If you want to hit someone, just hit Lin'er!'

At this moment, Lin'er voluntarily stepped forward. In order to spare Ke'er from suffering, she decided to take it all upon herself.

In fact, it was indeed her idea.

Last night, she had only wanted to go to the river to take a bath, but when they got far enough away, she thought that perhaps they really could escape.

Then she made a bold decision.

But the facts proved that they still failed, and they were caught and brought back this morning.

However, Lin'er didn't want Ke'er to be beaten because of her, so she voluntarily stepped forward.

'Lin'er? Ke'er?'

But the young man mocked mercilessly:

'Do you think you really need things like names? Don't be ridiculous! You're just slaves, recognize your own status!'

He mercilessly swung the whip in his hand, and this lash struck Lin'er's foot, bringing her intense pain. But Lin'er forcibly supported her body and didn't fall down; she still stood firmly.

'You can really endure it. Have you been beaten so many times that you think this doesn't matter anymore?'

The young man said, feeling somewhat displeased that he couldn't directly knock her down.

'Then I'll let you taste what a man like me is really capable of!'

As he spoke, he directly reached out to tear the cloth strips on Lin'er's body. The cloth strips were fragile and would be easily torn off.

'Don't...'

But Lin'er also held on tightly, trying to defend her last line of defense.

'Still resisting? Recognize your own status!'

The young man shouted angrily. He was about to use both hands when his companions behind him stopped him.

'What are you doing? Don't stop me, I want to see if this little girl can really be that tough!'

'Are you crazy?'

He was directly scolded by several of his companions.

'This is what that person wants. You dare to touch her? When we deliver her and that person discovers she's not a virgin, let's see how you explain it.'

'......'

Now he fell silent.

He actually really didn't dare to touch these two little girls. After all, that person was not someone he could afford to provoke.

"Let go of me."

He broke free from the restraint of the others.

"Of course I know that, you don't need to remind me."

He also said this. Lin'er tightly clutched her collar and retreated a few steps. The young man continued to look at her, smiled coldly a few times, and then picked up that whip.

"However, although I can't do those things, you still can't avoid physical suffering. Who told you to be slaves?"

He approached step by step. After Lin'er retreated two steps, she stopped. She couldn't continue retreating.

Behind her was Ke'er.

"I am Ke'er's older sister, I must protect her."

Holding this thought, Lin'er stopped in her tracks. She spread her arms wide and closed her eyes.

Next, no matter how painful it would be, she would not retreat.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can hold out!"

The young man raised his hand, and the long whip lashed out.

At this moment, a sound of cutting through the wind came over. A long sword flew from a distance, precisely breaking the whip from its base, then stuck into the ground.

The young man was stunned. He looked in a certain direction.

"Who!? Who's there?"

A girl with crimson long hair was standing there. She was biting her lip, her face almost entirely displaying the word "anger."

"You bunch of... you bunch of scum who deserve to die!"

Ailuka squeezed out this sentence almost from between her teeth. She had been completely overwhelmed by rage and lost her reason.

"You..."

The young man was shocked by Ailuka's aura. For a moment, he couldn't even speak.

However, even if he planned to say something, it would be useless, because Ailuka had no intention or need to listen to any explanation from him.