In a mountain village slightly west of the Central Plains, there is a rather large house.
Inside the house, there are rows of beds.
On the beds lie around twenty women.
Some of these women were captured by the bandits of this mountain village from the surrounding areas.
Others were taken from caravans passing through, seized by the bandits.
These women all possess decent looks.
However, their expressions are utterly forlorn.
Having been held captive for a period, they have endured torment and humiliation from the bandits, nearly losing hope of survival.
Yet, they dare not die just yet, still clinging to a sliver of hope that they might escape from this village.
Another night falls.
Every night, the bandits would come in, selecting a few women, akin to a butcher choosing live pigs, and take them away from the large room.
The women tremble in fear, waiting for the bandits to arrive.
But tonight, they wait for a long time and notice that the bandits do not come!
