She… was locked in a cage?
Lin Wan’s mind went “whoosh,” as if something had exploded inside it. She struggled to sit up, only to find her whole body weak and aching. Even the slightest movement made the pain in her bones worse. Only then did she notice that she wasn’t wearing her familiar pajamas or work clothes, but a very old-fashioned pink ruqun made of coarse fabric. Its hem and sleeves were covered in dirt and grime, and several places were torn.
What on earth was going on? A movie shoot? A prank?
“Look, look! She’s awake!” A shrill female voice rang out beyond the cage, filled with undisguised excitement and glee.
“Tsk, tsk. So this is that Pan Jinlian? She doesn’t look like anything special. Just has a pretty face.” A gruff male voice chimed in, full of contempt and lechery.
“Hey, what do you know! She’s the seductress who hooked up with Master Ximen and killed her own husband! It’s so satisfying to see her end up like this!”
“I heard Wu Dalang died horribly, bleeding from all seven orifices…”
“Keep your voice down. Don’t cause trouble! The authorities sentenced her, and they’ll be taking her away in a moment…”
Pan Jinlian?!
Wu Dalang?!
Master Ximen?!
