When Dongfangyu saw me again, she trembled all over. Her eyes were red and she was sobbing to talk to me, but her mouth was stuffed with a rag, which made her unable to speak. It looked like it had just been stuffed in, because the linen was still very dry, and if it had been stuffed in for some time, it would be wet at least a little.

The dry and dirty linen cloth broke the delicate Oriental lips. I was so distressed that I walked straight towards the man.

The man pulled it with his hands in panic, and the whip was strangled to the neck of Oriental...