"Please! I beg you all!"
The girl, who had always been doted on by her family, was kneeling in the courtyard, bowing her head rhythmically against the ground toward the people in the main room. Behind them, in one of the bedrooms, there was a loud thumping and banging—someone was throwing themselves against the door, desperate to get out.
The Qiao brothers, already burdened with complex emotions, fell into an even deeper silence at this sight. After a long while, Qiao Chuan spoke, his voice strained.
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