Chapter 65: Do You Not Want Us? (Fourth Update)

"What do you plan to do with these girls?" Yang Fan sighed and replied, "I really don't know. After being trained by the Redemption Organization, they don't even have the most basic sense of self. It makes things difficult, so we'll just have to take it one step at a time."

"That's all we can do for now," Huo Xinxie said.

"This is just a drop in the ocean. Tell me, do you think they deserve to die?" Yang Fan had never considered himself a good person, but he thought the Redemption Organization was even more vile—treating girls as commodities to be sold.

Human traffickers deserve death, but the Redemption Organization is even worse. They strip away personality, reducing these girls to something less than slaves.

Huo Xinxie fell silent.

"The auction for second-grade merchandise will be held in half a month."

"How do they define second-grade and third-grade merchandise?"

Yang Fan let out a cold laugh. "There's not much difference between second-grade and third-grade. To put it simply, the transition from third to second is a change in business strategy. But from second to first, that's a change in quality."

"What do you mean? Are you testing me? You know I don't understand business."

"I'll make it simple. Second-grade isn't much different from third-grade. They select a few outstanding ones and call them second-grade—it's like gambling on jade stones. They put them in a cage, cover it with cloth, and let you place your bets."

Huo Xinxie suddenly understood. "Redemption really knows how to play. What about first-grade?"

"First-grade is based on direct or indirect relationships. For example, sisters are auctioned off as a package, or students from the same school or dormitory are sold together. For men, that's quite tempting. As for special-grade, that's twins or multiple sisters. Sister Ying told me this in secret.

So, we have to go from third-grade all the way to special-grade to qualify for entry into the core base of Redemption."

"The most important thing is still money."

"Exactly. Without two or three hundred million, we can't get near their core secrets. If you don't pull out the roots, new weeds will grow with the spring breeze, so even if we destroy their sales bases now, it's useless."

"If we qualify to enter the core base, how long will it take?"

"Two months."

"That's already a short time. But Yang Fan, how will you take care of these girls? That's a huge problem. In Tianning and Tianhai alone, nearly three thousand victims. Even if you have money, can you support them for a lifetime?"

"I can't, but I have to try."

"But—"

"Enough, Leader, don't bring up these worries. I'm not a good person, but let me do this as a way to accumulate some virtue."

…

It was deep into the night at the Imperial View Villa. Since the girls had been sent to the manor, the place felt empty. Tonight they'd make do, and tomorrow they'd buy what was needed.

The girls were brought here, and during the drive, Liu Haoyu and Old Third had already removed their chains.

Even the girls were surprised. Sixteen of them, all dressed uniformly, all strikingly beautiful.

"Master!" The girls, well-trained, even their stance was identical. They trembled and were at a loss.

Besides those two emotions, they didn't dare resist.

"It's late. All of you, go to sleep," Yang Fan said.

"Go to sleep," echoed the others.

"Yes, go to sleep."

…

The sixteen girls glanced at each other. One, a little braver than the rest, asked in a whisper, "Master, do you mean we should go to sleep?"

"Yes, that's what I mean."

The girls looked around the hall, spotted a larger area, and went over, about to lie down on the floor when Yang Fan hurried over. "What are you doing?"

Even Huo Xinxie, Liu Haoyu, and Old Third found it hard to believe.

"Master, we're going to sleep?"

"Here? You were supposed to go to your rooms."

Yang Fan saw they were all trembling, shaking their heads vigorously.

He sighed. What kind of life had they endured under Redemption? How could ordinary people be turned into this?

"Come, get up. Go to your rooms to sleep!"

He took one girl's hand, and she was nearly in tears.

"Master, we're afraid!"

Yang Fan was utterly helpless. Even persuasion from Huo Xinxie, Liu Haoyu, and Old Third was useless.

"Haoyu, go to the twenty-four-hour supermarket and buy some food."

"Alright, Uncle."

After Liu Haoyu left, Yang Fan said, "Come on, Old Third, let's move the coffee table over there. Clear out a big space for them. Leader, could you bring out all the blankets from the rooms?"

The villa was spacious. Yang Fan and Old Third moved everything in the way to the corners, and together with Huo Xinxie, carried out all the blankets from the rooms one by one.

It took half an hour, and by then Liu Haoyu had returned with snacks and some instant meat dishes.

Each girl got a bag of bread, a bag of meat, and a bottle of water, just to tide them over. Tomorrow they would buy proper meals.

"Come, sleep here. Lay down on the blankets. There's a mattress underneath—it should be comfortable enough."

Huo Xinxie suddenly felt a pang of sorrow. Those scum truly deserved death.

The girls, trembling, came over and lay down quietly.

Yang Fan watched them, knowing they still lived in terror, unsure what tomorrow would bring.

Huo Xinxie covered them one by one with blankets. They curled up, trembling, in fetal poses, as if still in their mothers' wombs. There were so many more like them, longing for true redemption.

"Boss, they..."

Yang Fan waved his hand and turned away, wiping his tears.

"Give me a cigarette."

Old Third handed him one, and Liu Haoyu as well. The smell of smoke drifted, and two girls coughed softly. Even coughing made them fear a sudden whip.

Yang Fan turned away.

"Master, are you abandoning us? Are you going to sell us?" a girl asked in terror.

"Don't worry. I'll always be here. Sleep now."

He opened the door, and the three of them smoked outside in the night breeze, silent.

"Those people deserve death."

"Uncle, are you raising money just to save them?"

"Do you think they're worth saving?"

"They are."

"We should save them. And there are over three thousand just like them."

"Boss, that many?"

"Yes, that many."

The next morning, dawn broke. Liu Haoyu and Old Third went out early to buy breakfast.

The girls crouched in the corners to eat—a habit that would be hard to break.

Yang Fan called Lin Ruo, and Ai Xiaomei came as well. He was glad to have them stay, locking up the villa so only his trusted circle could enter. The girls couldn't leave either. In their current state, it was best to keep them protected.

Yang Fan took Huo Xinxie, Liu Haoyu, and Old Third with him back to the company.