"Woo woo, we don't know how we got here," a child's voice sobbed from the darkness. "I was just walking along when someone knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, I was here. Woo woo... I want to go home. I want to go home..."
"Woo woo... I want to go home too. I'm scared. Mother, I'm scared. Woo woo..." another joined in.
One child's cries quickly triggered others, and in an instant, the already dark room descended into chaotic wails.
Hao'er listened intently, discerning that among the weeping voices were not only boys but also girls. For a moment, his heart skipped a beat as a chilling thought crossed his mind: Could they have encountered human traffickers?
However, in the days that followed, he realized his initial assumption was wrong.
He dared not reveal his cultivation level, fearing it would alarm his captors, so he could only wait. To his surprise, this wait stretched for several days.
