The priestess led the two young men to their appointed room. Afterwards, she left them, returning to her daily chores.
Although she had been promised a ticket to freedom – and she was likely much more happy now than she was before – her face was still completely expressionless.
Xue Wei was starting to understand that the experiences from his childhood where he was ostracized and bullied might not be the worst fate out there; others might have experienced much tougher things.
This woman had on the surface been honored and respected, but the truth was that the villagers had always despised her.
Living in such a situation, she was always careful with what she did. She had to be gentle and feign ignorance to the hatred directed at her. She had to live a double life.