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Chapter 9: The Chaotic Town of Yingren; Hidden Slave Auction Part 5
"You lowly slave! Come here right now or we'll resort to violence!"
"FUCK YOU! I'D RATHER BE A BEGGAR THAN A SEX SLAVE!!!" Xin Yue shouted at the top of his lungs.
The men frowned and started walking in their direction, holding their torches forward on one hand and an unsheathed sword on the other. Xin Yue clicked his tongue and hid behind the man beside him while gripping tightly on his.
The man's blood-red eyes, which were slightly reflected by the moonlight, glanced down at him. Xin Yue felt that he was being looked at, so he also glanced back at him. They stared at each other for a long time until the men were already near them.
Xin Yue bit his lips and swallowed his pride to speak. "Hey, brother."
"........"
"Brother?"
"........"
"Brother!!!!"
"What is it?"
"Can you help me defeat those guys? They're annoying and also the rotten ugly master of their slave auction. I promise I'll pay you! Name it!"
The man remained silent. Xin Yue heard a low shinging sound of metal beside him, indicating that the man had accepted his offer and had already drawn his sword to defeat the men pursuing him.
Xin Yue exhaled deeply and took a step back. He would be nothing more than cannon fodder if he helped him in his current state. He will be weak because his body is so fragile and slim, and he does not even know how to use a sword, so he will be useless.
So, in order for the man to concentrate, Xin Yue stood at the alley's corner and hid himself just enough to avoid dragging the man down. The countless men glanced at the man, who was wearing a big black cloak that was now visible because of the light of the torches.
Xin Yue arched his brows and tilted his head in the direction of the man in the cloak. He felt like he had seen him somewhere, but he couldn't seem to remember. Before he could think of anything, a few of the men leapt forward to the man in the cloak and swung their swords at him.
The man in the cloak raised his pale white sword and moved his thumb slightly, and the sword was suddenly enveloped in pale white spiritual qi that danced around the tip of its blade down to the sword's hilt. The pale white sword blasted the few men who were confidently striking their swords with a single swift swing.
Oh! Xin Yue's eyes widened as he suddenly remembered something. At Ghongzi town and the old temple, he was the man in the black cloak! No wonder that cloak felt familiar to me! The other men withdrew and took a step back in fear, but their postures were all alarmed and hostile as they stared at the man in a cloak.
"Tsk! He's a cultivator!"
"Why is a cultivator here?!"
"Didn't they say that the slave auction is a secret to the cultivation realm?"
"Did those bastard cultivators reveal the information and send someone here?!"
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