Chapter 817: Chapter 815: Rescuing Ah Jing

She was permitted to stand up, and at the same time, she also saw Su Yingxue across from her.

Her mouth fell open, “Sister Yingxue…”

Su Yingxue gave her a slight smile but did not make any additional gestures before turning back to her own place.

Mu Fei asked her with a smile, “Do you know that Miss?”

Ah Jing instinctively wanted to shake her head, “No…”

“Think carefully before you answer.” The smile vanished from Mu Fei’s face, and for a moment, his eyes turned cold and bloodthirsty.

Ah Jing trembled slightly, recalling the female slaves sold to Mu Fei along with her; eight out of ten had died, and only she lived on, still resembling a person.

She immediately corrected herself, “Her name is Su Yingxue. When we were thrown into the trial on the hill behind the land, she led us and we all walked out alive.”

“The trial on the hill behind the land, purgatory where out of ninety-nine female slaves only one could survive? How many of you lived through it?” Mu Fei raised an eyebrow, curious.

Ah Jing told the truth, “Ninety-nine of us, we all survived. The Pavilion Master rewarded all of us with money and released us.”

Regrettably, they were too ostracized on the surface; if it wasn’t the government attempting to capture them, then it was their vicious families, dragging them to be drowned in the pond.

Her parents had passed away long ago, and she could only go with a few sisters to the ghost market to make a living.

But surviving in the ghost market was no easier than on the surface.

All of them were sold to the slave market; those with good luck were bought by masters, those with bad luck were dismembered right there at the marketplace.

Originally, she and ten other sisters were chosen by Mu Fei, but they all ended up tortured to death for not serving Mu Fei well. One who remained alive was turned into a human pig, her limbs chopped off and immersed in a jar, which Ah Jing fed daily.

Although she had not died, her existence was worse than death.

Upon hearing this, Mu Fei’s lips curled into an extremely bewitching smile, terrifyingly beautiful.

Ah Jing dared not look up, only listening as Mu Fei ordered, “Tell me everything that happened between you all.”

Ah Jing obediently complied, “Yes, Master.”

That night, Su Yingxue could not sleep soundly; she clearly saw Ah Jing and the other female slaves take their money and leave the Silver Moon Pavilion; they should have gone to live their own lives, so why had Ah Jing ended up in the ghost market, again becoming a slave?

This question prompted her to step out of the East Building and head towards the West Building.

She had asked Ah Hong before, about the clear division between the East and West Buildings, and what would happen if she stepped into the West Building.

Ah Hong had told her, “It’s the law of the ghost market: if you can come and go freely, then it’s your skill, and the people of the West Building can’t do anything to you.”

In other words, if she found herself trapped in the West Building, Chu Yifeng would not care about her survival; whether she could live on depended on her alone.

Su Yingxue took the red jade soft whip and went to the West Building.

Having spent a long time with Zi Wei, she had learned quite well the art of concealment and secrecy.

She found Air Jing without much difficulty.

But she was in a rather hidden room, the corner dark and the air permeated with a nauseating stench of decay.

Ah Jing was feeding the person in the jar and did not notice when the door had opened.

Su Yingxue quietly observed from the side, and upon seeing what Alt Jing was doing and the human pig in front of her, frowned deeply, “All Jing, why has it come to this?”

“Sister Yingxue!”

Initially startled, All Jing quickly controlled the volume of her voice to prevent Su Yingxue from being discovered.