Aunt Lan Hua thought about it and agreed that it was inappropriate for Ah Hu to go wake her up. They were human traffickers, not rapists. They had principles. No matter how beautiful their captives were, Ah Hu would never let lust take over and touch the women. The prettier the merchandise, the higher the price—especially virgins, who fetched a premium.
They were after money, not sex.
"Aunt Lan Hua," Ah Hu called out, stopping her. "Have you notified Brother Dong?"
"No." Aunt Lan Hua shook her head. Yesterday, she had planned to notify him first thing this morning, but unexpectedly, she had slept until the sun was high in the sky. When things were this unusual, there had to be a catch. She needed to be extremely cautious. "Let's observe her a bit longer."
"Up to you," Ah Hu said, having no objections. Aunt Lan Hua was meticulous. For safety's sake, observing was fine. What if something was wrong with Mute Sister? He didn't want any unexpected slip-ups.
