C19 White-robed Man

"Hurry up! "Don't be lazy!" Chuyi looked at Mei Luo's increasingly pale face. She knew that Mei Luo had been protecting her during the day, so Mei Luo pressed the stone's center of gravity onto her, yet only allowed her to reach a corner like two people lifting a stone. In reality, Mei Luo was the one who was truly holding the stone.

"Mei Luo, is that alright?" Mei Luo suddenly fell to the ground. Chuyi screamed and tried to support her, but before her hand could reach for her, it was snapped open by a whip.

"Useless woman!" The man raised his whip high up in the air. "Get back to work!"

"But she was hurt, and she carried stones all day!" Chuyi shouted in indignation. She glared at the stout man and asked, "Can't you guys be a little more humane?"

The man was stunned for a moment. Then, he smiled and said, "Why are you talking about human nature to slaves?" With that, he raised his whip and swung it at Mei Luo, "You want our pity with a mere little slave? Let's see if you have any humanity in you then!"

"No!" Chuyi stood up and held onto the man's hand, begging, "Don't hit her, she doesn't have any strength left. Please, don't hit her!"

That man didn't have any tender feelings for the fairer sex. Although this woman had pretty eyes, her muddy face made people feel disgusted. He flung Chuyi aside and hit her with the whip. "Then you will die for her!"

Mei Luo no longer had the strength to struggle, nor did she have the strength to make a sound to stop Chuyi. She could only fall to the ground and watch as Chuyi was thrown onto the ground, her body bearing the whips that were supposed to hit her.

"Ah!" "Ahh!" Chuyi lay on the ground and whipped her whip harder and harder each time. The slaves that passed by didn't even look at her as if this was a common occurrence.

"Chuyi …" Mei Luo cried as she looked at Chuyi lying on the ground. Her clothes were ripped and her body was barely covered. She knew what a woman's innocence meant to a woman from the Central Plains. However, she had no power or strength to stop her.

"Ah …" Chuyi endured the snake-like whip, her body feeling far less painful than the pain in her heart. So this was a slave, someone else had control over her life and death, she had no right to retaliate, and she did not have the guts to escape.

"Do you still want humanity?" That man seemed to be unable to beat up Hidden, kicking Chuyi, cursing as he continued beating her. "Tell me, a slave, if you want humanity, have mercy, I'll beat you, a disobedient slave, to death!"

"Too cruel …" Chuyi lay on the ground without even the strength to resist. She had a feeling that she would be beaten to death and then be able to go see her family without having to live alone in this world.

"Stop!" An unfamiliar voice came from not too far away.

The whip stopped, and the owner of the whip quickly knelt down.

Chuyi frowned and struggled to lie on the ground. She turned her head to look at the source of the sound.

That was … God?

Chuyi looked at the man in white. She suddenly felt a familiar feeling. It seemed like the aura of a book that belonged to the Central Plains. That man in white gave her a familiar feeling from home.

Could it be that he was the God of Heaven in the story, the God who could save the heavens and the earth?

The man slowly walked over and stood beside Chuyi. He looked down at the woman lying on the ground, her face covered in blood, and his frown deepened. He had always known that the suffering of slaves was extremely unbearable, but this woman lying on the ground, not only was her face dirty like a cat, the injuries on her body were also countless. However, her eyes … He looked into her eyes in surprise. She was different from the other slaves. They were all in despair, but when she looked at him, her eyes shone even brighter.

"Ta Er, what did this slave girl do to make you beat her to death?" The man who looked like a god opened his mouth, yet had such a cold voice beneath his gentle face.

"She …" "They …" The man called Ta Er trembled as he looked at the man in white, and said in a low voice, "They are slaves, they can't do anything, but they kept saying they want us to talk about human nature, and they want us to pity them!"

The corners of the man in white's mouth curled up as he lowered his head to look at Chuyi and Mei Luo who were lying on the ground. "Slave? To have human nature with them? You want pity? " Although his eyes were focused on the two girls, Chuyi could clearly feel that this white clothed man's eyes were frequently on hers, and the corner of his mouth revealed an almost imperceptible joy.