Chapter 532: This Official Has Come, So Someone Will Care!

"My Lord, ahead lies Anzhou City, the Xichuan Zongfu. We shall arrive in less than half an hour!"

The rain was drizzling down, and the ground had been soaked by the previous downpour. Now the rain was much lighter; at least one could see clearly within one's line of sight.

A team of over a dozen people was riding through the rain, yet they were not wet at all.

It was not because their defenses were well-prepared, but because when the rain from the sky reached them, it seemed to be blocked by a mysterious force, diverting it to the side.

It was precisely this eerie scene that made the Black-Clad Guards, including Liang Ruyue, realize just how terrifying this Lord Shen truly was.

Blocking rain outside was something Liang Ruyue himself could do. But to do it so silently, without even a trace of internal energy leaking out, making it impossible for anyone to detect anything unusual—that was terrifying.

It was as if the rain falling from the sky was not aimed at them at all, but was naturally falling to the side, as if the thunder and heavy rain in the sky were deliberately avoiding them.

Influencing the world with one's own power—to see the leopard and know the whole—this was not something that could be summarized by a simple word like "terrifying."

Precisely because of this, Liang Ruyue became increasingly cautious while staying by Shen Yu's side.

When Shen Yu came to Xichuan, he did not tear through space to arrive directly at Anzhou City, but chose to walk the entire way.

He wanted to see the most authentic situation in Xichuan, and at the same time, he was waiting for the Black-Clad Guards from various places to report what they had investigated.

During this period, he had killed many people and dealt with many others. Presumably, the news of his arrival was already known throughout Xichuan; one wondered what their faces looked like now, what expressions they wore.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, Shen Yu seemed to have sensed something and immediately halted the galloping group, then immediately swept toward the distance.

Seeing this, Liang Ruyue followed immediately, though he could not help but feel some doubt in his heart: what could there be in this desolate wilderness worth Lord Shen's attention?

"This, this is..." Once Shen Yu stopped, Liang Ruyue followed immediately and naturally saw the thing at Shen Yu's feet.

It was a corpse, the corpse of a young girl. Her pale skin was covered in wounds, and those deep, bone-reaching gashes were shocking; it was clear she had been tortured to death.

It looked as though this girl had been hastily buried here by someone.

The previous downpour had washed away the earth here, exposing the girl from where she had been buried.

Shen Yu flicked his hand lightly, and the mud not far from his feet immediately moved to the sides, revealing what had been hidden beneath the mud.

Seeing the situation inside, Liang Ruyue's eyes narrowed slightly, and the hand gripping his blade tightened accordingly.

Inside the mud, besides the girl washed out by the rain, there were seven or eight more corpses of young girls.

Their bodies were all covered in wounds just like the first girl; they had all likely been tortured to death.

Looking at these people, they were at most fourteen or fifteen years old, their faces full of youthfulness, yet at this moment, their faces were filled with terror and pain.

At this flower-like age, before their lives had fully blossomed or welcomed their own spring and summer, they had been hastily buried in the wilderness, ending their short lives.

Who knew when they might be dug up by wild beasts in the mountains and forests, treated as dinner, and eventually leave no bones behind.

"My Lord!" After a few subordinates went up to investigate, they reported: "These girls were likely tortured to death!"

As he spoke, he pointed to one of them and said, "This girl was whipped to death, this one was strangled, and that one was likely held down and forcibly drowned..."

"Moreover, the ages of these girls are all under fifteen." Speaking of this, the Black-Clad Guard who came to report could not help but show some anger on his face.

Attacking defenseless women and children was something that made everyone in the world despise them.

"These girls should have died at the hands of one person. This subordinate guesses that this person has some special hobby and likes to torture others."

"The most critical point is that the time of death for these girls is not far apart; they should all have been tortured to death recently."

"According to this deduction, I fear that every three to five days, another girl is killed by them!"

Having said this, he paused, then continued, "This subordinate does not know how long this person has had this special hobby, but I suspect that the number of people who died at their hands is far more than this."

"In other words, these are just a small portion!"

"How bold!" The anger on his face flashed and vanished, and the killing intent leaked out uncontrollably, causing the surrounding temperature to drop significantly.

These Black-Clad Guards, who were not weak in strength, shivered in unison, and even their movements became much more cautious.

"Go and investigate carefully for this official. I want to know who did this. Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, you must find them for me. I want them dead!"

"My Lord!" Just then, Liang Ruyue on the side said quietly, "This, these should be women from a Brothel!"

"Women from a Brothel?" To be able to distinguish this just by looking at the corpses—what kind of skill must one have practiced after years of lingering among flowers.

One couldn't tell that Liang Ruyue usually acted so honest and simple, but was so wild in private.

"My Lord, please look, they all have a red string tied around their ankles. This is unique to women from a Brothel!"

"Poor families have a hard life. Because of the pressures of life or various reasons, it is inevitable that some will choose to sell their sons and daughters."

"And these poor women sold into a Brothel, in order to retain a last shred of dignity, usually tie a red string around their ankles or waists."

"This way, even when they take off all their clothes while receiving guests, they still have that red string on their bodies, so they don't appear completely naked."

"And this red string is equivalent to the last piece of clothing on their bodies. This is the last bit of dignity for these poor people, and also their last bit of stubbornness."

"They cannot resist this World, so they can only silently endure while trying their best to keep a last bit of purity for themselves."

"If one day they are fortunate enough to escape the sea of bitterness, they will remove the red string from their bodies, which also represents that they have turned over a new leaf and discarded that scarred past."

Speaking of this, Liang Ruyue could not help but sigh softly, "These girls are all tied with red strings, which means they are all poor women from a Brothel."

"Such people basically sell themselves to major Brothels, so even if their corpses are exposed in the wilderness, as long as those Brothels don't pursue it, no one will care."

"No one will care?" Silently taking a deep breath, Shen Yu beckoned lightly, and these poor women floated up from the large pit.

He took off his outer robe and draped it over one of them, covering her naked, scarred body.

The Black-Clad Guards in front saw this and immediately took off their own outer robes, covering these people.

"Prepare a coffin for them and bury them all properly!"

"Yes, My Lord!"

Striding toward Anzhou City, looking at the magnificent city in the distance, Shen Yu murmured, "No one cared before, but now that this official has come, someone will care!"