Vermilion Bird nodded slightly, waiting for Liu Qingying to continue.0

“Her mother’s a hopeless addict, and she sold a four-year-old Ke Yo to a trafficking group at 800 yuan. Ke Yo ended up locked up in a small house along with other children and was raised like a dog.”0

Liu Qingying sighed softly. “After a week of torture to make sure that they were obedient and wouldn’t dare to run away, they were assigned different tasks. The smart ones were told to steal, the pretty ones were told to lie, the stupid ones got their limbs broken or their eyes blinded so that they could beg on the street.”1

“Ke Yo was neither smart nor pretty, so the traffickers decided to break...0