Banished to Another World

CHAPTER 15

CHAPTER 15- GOD’S MESSENGER IS NOT AS GOOD AS GOD PULLING OUT A LUMP OF X

When the situation was over, Yuan Zhan was laying on top of the youth. Looking at the two holes in the ground that was dug out by the youth’s hands, out of satisfaction and claiming his ownership, he ruthlessly bit the youth’s neck.

Yan Mo’s whole body trembled in pain.

Suddenly there was a panting sound next to him.

Yan Mo tilted his head and finally realized that there were many people around them watching. Without exception, these people looked like warriors around Yuan Zhan’s age, each and every one of them were big and tall.

Someone used a hoarse voice to discuss with him.  “Da Zhan hurry up and get off, let me just do it once. I’ll trade 20 red dates.” As soon as he spoke he impatiently stuck out a hand to grope Yan Mo.

Yuan Zhan slapped away the hand of the thief. He was not willing to exchange right now, not even a tiny bit.

Yuan Shan watched as Yan Mo licked his lower lip then directly asked, “We exchange.”

“No exchange, will not exchange for anything.” Yuan Zhan got up from the youth’s body and touched his thigh without any difficulty. Touched until he had a hand covered in blood then instantly pulled him over his shoulder, pushed away the people blocking his path, and left the plaza.

Watching Yuan Zhan leave, the mouths of those people cursed and called him stingy, then surrounded Yuan Shan.

Yuan Shan was also rejected but he was not angry. Pulling up Wen Sheng, “Do you want to exchange with them? It’s an established custom. If you want, then you can go, the stuff will be given to you. Don’t want, then we’ll go to the plaza and eat roasted meat. Tonight you can eat a full meal.”

Wen Sheng hesitated a bit. He was a little interested in red dates, but rubbing his butt, he decided to keep his energy tonight to eat a full meal.

Yuan Zhan carried him over his shoulder back to the tent and discovered that his house was unexpectedly clean.

He thought it was from Cao Ting being hardworking, but was unaware that it was from his own slave. After he discovered his leg had grown back, he honestly could not stand the odd smells, bugs, and thick layers of dust inside the tent. Actually took two days to clean up the tent well.

Throwing him onto the bed, Yuan Zhan turned around to hang the curtain to his tent. Outside it was still bright, there was no need to waste a torch.

Yan Mo who was sprawled over the bed squirmed a bit, turned over his body to let him lay face up.

“Master, please give me some Setose Thistle leaves, ok? Thank you.” Yan Mo calmly and quietly asked. As long as he had this condition, he had never ill treated himself before. To have someone suddenly and forcefully, after the event don’t think that after my body heals you can continue again. To continuously engage in self-torture, this was a stupid thing that could only be done by people with negative intelligence.

Yuan Zhan walked to his side, kneeled on one knee on top of the dry haystack, suddenly grabbed the youth’s right leg, and instantly had all the wooden planks taken off.

“Master?” The youth let out an expression of fear and trepidation.

Yuan Zhan opened all the leaves wrapped around his wound and gently slid his finger over the healed skin, “Your leg really did get better.”

Yan Mo was a bit surprised, how could he tell? He was confident that his acting had no problems.

“If your leg hadn’t recovered yet, your posture and expression would not be like what I saw just now.” Also having suffered similar injuries, even to this day he clearly understood.