Chapter 259: The Sect Leader Wakes Up Grumpy Every Day (7)

Another person couldn’t help but feel a sense of resentment, as if they wanted to tear Shen Mubai apart from head to toe.

The other four women became increasingly outrageous as they spoke.

Shen Mubai looked on with a dark expression as their saliva flew around.

Finally, as they grew more excited, they cornered Shen Mubai.

“Sui Cuihua, Liu Chunhua isn’t here; what are you going to do?”

“Don’t keep that face, or you might harm several men in the future.” One of the women said it angrily. At first, she didn’t pay much attention to Sui Cuihua because her attire was too simple, but upon closer inspection yesterday, she realized that this girl was actually quite beautiful.

Saliva splattered all over Shen Mubai in the corner, and she couldn’t bear it anymore. She wiped it off and looked at the women in front of her, saying, “You forced me.”

I seek solace in Buddha, yet Buddha leads me astray.

Those women: “???”

When Liu Chunhua returned to the cell, it was unusually quiet, especially considering it was almost mealtime. She glanced at the women huddled together, her eyes probing.

But when she looked at Shen Mubai in the corner, her emotions were concealed.

Shen Mubai didn’t notice anything wrong and said naively, “Chunhua, you’re back.”

Liu Chunhua hmphed and went to sleep inside.

Shen Mubai felt extremely awkward and could only swallow the words that were about to come out of her throat.

She glanced at the women huddled together, and when one of them looked back, she trembled even more.

Shen Mubai: “…..”

At mealtime, Shen Mubai unexpectedly received preferential treatment. Even the guard who came to distribute food couldn’t help but look at her suspiciously, then at the quiet women behind her, feeling like the sun rose from the west.

Liu Chunhua didn’t ask her what had happened and continued to eat her steamed buns and pickles heartily, seemingly unbothered, as if everything she ate was a delicacy.

Shen Mubai couldn’t help but envy her, glancing at her steamed bun and sighing softly.

Even steamed buns would become bland after eating too many of them.

As she stuffed her mouth with steamed buns, she asked the system, “When can we rescue Jun Jiuling?”

The system told her to be patient and wait for the right time.

Shen Mubai said, “Alright, I want to eat chicken.”

The system replied, “Eat your steamed bun.”

Shen Mubai continued to eat her steamed bun with a sense of resignation, feeling like life was like being kidnapped by traffickers, never knowing what the next meal would be, as long as there was no meat.

In the middle of the night, Shen Mubai felt thirsty. She opened her eyes groggily, planning to get up and fetch water from the bucket, when she heard a faint rustling sound.

Startled, she thought there might be mice in the cell. As she thought about it, saliva involuntarily filled her mouth. After all, mice were meat; it would be good if there was a fire.

Thinking about this, she felt that something was off about the sound. So, pretending to turn over, she paused. After a while, the rustling sound started again.

She quietly opened her eyes a little and saw a woman with her back turned, doing something. What surprised her even more was that the other people beside her were sleeping like logs.

Initially, she didn’t intend to go over, respecting their privacy. But after waiting for nearly ten minutes, her mouth was dry from anticipation.