Chapter 71: It’s up to you, Number 3
A few ways away from them, the ferocious beasts in the lined-up cages go silent one by one, not even daring to pass gas.
The “ghost envoy” doesn’t follow after Muyan, wanting to frighten the girl and make her give up on the intention of buying a slave.
It’s may be fortunate that he doesn’t go after them, otherwise, he would be absolutely terrified to see this scene, that his eyeballs would fall out.
Going through the area where spiritual beasts and strange beasts are detained, Muyan and Xiao Bao eventually arrive at the place where the slaves are locked up.
The cages that contain slaves are much smaller than those holding the beasts’. Humans don’t have large bodies, they don’t have sharp fangs or claws, and they appear to be less dangerous than the fierce beasts.
In reality, it’s just the opposite.
As soon as Muyan walks into the area, pairs of cold, cruel, and brutal eyes affix on them.
Each and every one of those pupils are red, and are more dreadful than a beast’s.
Those gazes are as sharp as knives, like they could slowly strip away all the clothes, flesh and blood on her body.
There comes an insane gurgling laughter, “Here comes a little beauty, how long since I haven’t tasted such a fresh, sweet and tender flesh…chi chi chi… little beauty, come here, grandpa already can’t wait!”
Muyan takes Xiao Bao and very slowly walks inside.
Completely not caring about the surrounding slaves that are baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.
Until they stop in front of a dark red, rusted iron cage.
Locked inside this iron cage is a man with a dishevelled hair.
Compared to the fierce snarling of the other Colosseum slaves, the silence of this man is very strange.
The loose hair covers his expression.
However, the visible hands are covered in bloodstains, one can only imagine how many creatures this man had killed with his bare hands.
Seeing this man, Muyan’s mind couldn’t help but conjure his appearance in her previous life, a loyal and devoted guard standing beside Gong Qianxue.
This man is called Yan Haotian, a very ordinary name, but with an extremely persevering temperament and innate skill.
He was already practically invincible in the Beast Fighting Colosseum, but after he was taken away by Gong Qianxue, his strength had further risen up all the way to the peak of the Heaven Stage.
As a loyal dog, acting as Gong Qianxue’s claws and fangs, Yan Haotian had eliminated countless enemies for Gong Qianxue. For her, he also brought up a shadow guard unit called “The Order of the King of Hell”
And the reason why Yan Haotian was so readily loyal to Gong Qianxue was because Gong Qianxue had saved him from the Beast Fighting Colosseum.
Pitiful Yan Haotian, as perhaps he didn’t know until the moment of his death: the man who murdered his whole clan is Gong Qianxue’s trusted henchman.
Muyan stands in front of Yan Haotian’s iron cage.
A white jade hand gently grabs the sign hanging on the cage, she indifferently says: “You’re number 3. Later, if you win on the Beast Fighting Colosseum, I will take you away.”
It was a long time before the man inside the cage slowly raises his head. There is no human emotion showing in those bloody eyes, just a vicious glare directed at the young woman in front of him.
He doesn’t speak, but a loud beast-like roar erupts from his throat.
Muyan completely pays no mind to his howling and threatening attitude. She holds Xiao Bao and gracefully turns around.
Immediately after she turns, a voice that is euphonious and light as a feather enters his ears. “You mustn’t let me down, Yan Haotian!”
“Ah-! Ah-!! Ah-!!!”
Hearing those words, the caged man behind her suddenly howls loudly.
When he opens his mouth, one could see that the tongue inside was cut off at the base. It’s not surprising that he can only cry out, but he couldn’t speak.