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Chapter 8: The Chaotic Town of Yingren; Hidden Slave Auction Part 4
"Master, the price of the slaves is increasing as expected," a female subordinate dressed in nice clothes said as she bowed to her master.
The master, who was the bulky man, grinned and laughed merrily as he groped the ass of his female subordinate beside him.
"Nice! Just nice! Money is flowing like an endless water on my turf! Because Reng'er is good and obedient, this Master will give you a good prize later."
"Yes. This subordinate will accept it wholeheartedly." The woman nodded in a stoic face, her hand trembling and tightly biting his lips as she stared at the slaves at the stage below.
The loud voice of the auction host echoed all over the bright place, full of beautiful glowing lanterns and people who were either cultivators, passersby, nobles, merchants, commoners, or travelers, howling like wolves in packs together while bidding on the beautiful woman who was in tremor and fear while she stood in the middle of a stage, looking exquisite like a lotus flower that was decorated in front of greedy people who were ready to pluck her out.
The host then laughed as he shouted, "NOW, FOR THIS BEAUTIFUL LOTUS FLOWER MAIDEN, BID YOURSELVES AT YOUR HEART'S CONTENT!!!"
"I BID ELEVEN MILLION GOLD TAELS!"
"I BID NINETEEN MILLION GOLD TAELS!"
"I BID TWENTY MILLION GOLD TAELS!"
"I BID TWENTY-SIX!"
"I BID THIRTY MILLION!"
"THIRTY-ONE!"
"THIRTY-SEVEN MILLION!"
"FORTY-FOUR MILLION GOLD TAELS!"
"FORTY-EIGHT GOLD TAELS——"
In the midst of the bidding shouts of the people inside the large slave auction, the door was suddenly banged open, and a beautiful man in navy blue entered the building. Behind him was a man who was holding a sword in his right hand and striking the beautiful man, but the strike of his sword seemed like it was slicing on the air because the man in navy blue keeps dodging his attacks.
Xin Yue, the beautiful man in navy blue, jumped away from the man who was chasing him earlier and yelled, "What the heck,, dude? You got a grudge on me or something?!"
The slave auction master noticed that the man who's holding a sword was one of his subordinates and frowned. "What is that bastard doing? Ruining the auction and trying to injure the best slave goods?! Reng'er,, stop him!"
The woman beside him nodded and bowed, "Yes, Master." Then the woman slowly walked away and grabbed the bow on her back and one arrow on her quiver and aimed at the man's hand as she slowly walked down the stairs.
The woman released the bow string,, and the arrow went past with a rapid motion and pierced through the man's palm like a wind full of killing intent. The man shouted in pain and loosened his grasp on the hilt of his sword as he removed the arrow that was pierced deeply into the skin and flesh of his hand. Xin Yue let out a sigh of relief and glanced at the woman who was standing on the stairs beside the stage with a straight face.
Just when Xin Yue was about to mouth "thank you" to the woman from afar, the woman grabbed another arrow on her quiver again and now aimed straight at him. Xin Yue's eyes widened,, and the arrow flew in the wind as soon as the woman released the bow string again. A sound of metal resonated in his ears again,, and he suddenly knew that the arrow would pierce right through the corner of the door.
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