The first time I met Tang Wan was in Nightshade. At that moment, she was being forced by a greasy, plump man. In Nightshade, I had seen such situations many times before. It always came down to money and sex, whether consensual or a last-minute regret.
I glanced nonchalantly at the two people tugging at each other in the corridor, instantly grasping the gist of the situation.
Looking at the woman struggling desperately in the man's arms, I smirked cynically. If she decided to sell herself, why regret it midway and humiliate herself?
I'm not a good person and rarely meddle in such matters. Even if she escaped to me and knelt at my feet to beg, I still wouldn't think of helping her. If I helped every pitiful person I met, I would never have time for anything else.
However, in the next instant when she looked up and her clear yet stubborn eyes caught my attention, I changed my mind.
