Mu Qingli opened the box beside her and took out the clothes, distributing them one by one to the women, "You're free now, hurry up, put on the clothes and leave this place."
Leave.
They could leave this place now!
They finally could leave this dark place where no light could ever penetrate.
From now on, they were free...
Just a second ago, they were still prey locked in iron cages, but the next second, someone told them they were free. It all seemed like a dream, unbelievable.
What is light?
Mu Qingli was a beam of light, an endlessly blooming light in the darkness, a light bringing them hope and the future.
The women cried tears of joy, "Thank you, thank you..."
Mu Qingli continued, "Hurry up and go, this place is not suitable for staying."
Just then, a long-haired woman rushed out from the crowd, grabbed the scalpel from the surgical table, and fiercely stabbed it into Zhao Tangqi's body.