Chapter Seven: The Flustered Noblewoman
Anyone with insight could see what Yu Tian intended: no matter if she became their sex slave, she was determined to survive.
At that moment, gifts flooded the livestream room—sent by a particular viewer whose username was Eternal Heart. To him, Yu Tian was such a good girl because he saw a reflection of his wife in her. Thankfully, he understood that money could buy freedom; otherwise, it would have been a tragedy.
“Wow, a tycoon! Nearly twenty million spent in less than a minute,” some netizens exclaimed, hailing him as a mighty benefactor.
The gang leader’s eyes lit up, thinking a wealthy patron had arrived. He took the initiative to connect his voice to the viewer’s, knowing the dark web’s livestream system altered voices to mask their true tones.
“Thank you, Brother Eternal Heart. Are you satisfied with the content of the livestream?” the gang leader asked.
The patron replied calmly, “Very good. Lately, I’ve been lacking a slave. That girl dancing seems perfect. I remember slaves from your place cost ten million.”
“As long as Brother likes her, we thank you for supporting our business,” the gang leader said.
“I don’t like my possessions being soiled, nor others touching them without my permission. I’ll spend another ten million, and once she’s delivered to her destination, I will reward further,” the patron declared.
“Thank you, Brother. I guarantee this girl will be delivered to you intact,” the gang leader promised.
The patron ended the connection and spent less than one thousandth of his fortune again.
Just as Yu Tian’s clothes were about to slip off, the gang leader shouted, “Stop undressing! You’re safe now; a patron has bought your freedom. You really brought us luck—this will earn more than dissecting and selling you.”
When Yu Tian was prepared to satisfy those men with her body to buy a glimmer of hope, she heard someone had come to save her. That beam of light shone upon her, and she survived. Only by living on could she seek revenge; she vowed to seize this chance.
Yu Tian knelt before the camera and bowed deeply—a gesture of gratitude to her savior.
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Hearing that someone had been fortunate enough to be rescued, the other passengers seemed like drowning souls clutching their last straw. They knelt before the camera in unison, their eyes filled with longing, like parched earth yearning for rain, hoping someone would pay to save them as well.
Yet the viewers in the livestream remained like cold statues, unmoved; the patron was like a distant, indifferent deity. Quietly, he left the livestream, gazing out at the sapphire-blue sky and sighed, “The dark web’s world is so cruel, and I am but a faint candle unable to illuminate the whole night. I only hope that girl cherishes this chance and lives well.”
Their pleas fell like stones cast into an abyss—unanswered and unheard, awaiting only endless torment and tragic fates like demons lurking in the darkness.
Yu Tian, like a wilting flower, sat silently on the ground, her heart filled with thoughts of Li ZiyuanI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.