"Bang!" The door of the hut was pushed open and a thin young man entered. He wore a red robe that seemed to be dyed by blood. He swore. "What a lousy place! There's nothing here!"
Another man in a similar red robe had his back to the young man. He said, "Save your energy. We have to stay for another three months before we're rotated out. Anyway, there are many tribes nearby for you to play with. Isn't that better than the Head Altar?"
In front of the man, a terrified boy was tied to a wooden stake. There were silver pins all over his body that seemed to form a pattern.
The thin man glanced at his Senior Brother and explained. "All those tribal women are crude and uncivilized and can only be used as toys and containers. How can they be compared to the sisters in our sect? Unlike you, I'm not only interested in cultivations."
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