Ye Kong had turned around, unable to watch any longer. The Li Clan Brothers were clenching their fists tightly. They were not experts in expressing themselves, they wanted to say something comforting, but they didn’t know what best to say.
Yue Yang breathed in deeply as he tried to control his emotions. He looked at the tavern girl whose complexion had started to decline and knew that her time was almost up. He leaned closer and asked gently, “Do you have any other wishes? What can I do to help you?”
“Then, please grant me a name… I don’t have a name.” The tavern girl’s voice became weaker.
“What?” Yue Yang was surprised. How could there be someone in the world without a name?
“I’m the daughter of a prisoner of war, a slave. I don’t have a name since young, I only have a number to identify myself. I’m just a lowly slave… Since I’m young, I have been sold here and there, and finally, when I grew up, I became a tool for people to vent their lust. I’m just a piece of flesh that allows people to play with recklessly, a slave with no dignity nor freedom, destined to be stepped on by thousands of people. There never have been anyone who treated me like a person before. Only you, young master, who looked at me as if I’m a person. Only you, young master, who treated me like a person… Young master, if only I could have met you earlier, how great would it be? I would even dream that I could live my life once again and become your servant my whole life. I don’t want to be sold here and there like last time, I, I don’t want to be a piece of flesh for others to play with. I want to become a person! In my next life…. Young master, if there’s a next life, please let me be your servant. You are the only one in this world who treated me like a person…”
“Young master, if there’s a next life… if there’s a next life…”
The tavern girl did not manage to wait for Yue Yang to give her a name before she breathed her last as she mumbled her last words.
Yue Yang closed his eyes tightly, trying to seal the pain and sadness in his heart.
A bead of tear that had formed in her unclosed eyes flowed from the corner of her eyes down to her cheeks.
Yue Yang reached out and covered the tavern girl’s face with his hands, closing those doe eyes of hers lightly. He nodded resolutely as he replied, “I, I will definitely give you a name. You are a lowly slave last time who was sold here and there, but from this day onwards, you are my servant. You are not an object, you are a person. You are also not a piece of shameful flesh, you would be a person with dignity and freedom. Even without a life, nobody would dare to look down on you, because your master is me! I swear to make the people who hurt you pay a thousand, ten thousand times back…”