Tamer of the Beast

The wind is light and the clouds are light, the spring breeze is blowing, it is a good weather today

Ye Yan was wearing a dark purple dress. These were the things Leng Yiming had given her - she had Shuang'er sell most of the headdresses in exchange for cash, but she still had to keep the clothes.

Shuang'er quickly followed behind him, not knowing where Ye Yan was going.

At this time, a group of people caught Ye Yan's attention. They surrounded a high platform and shouted loudly.

Ye Yan raised his eyebrows with interest: "Let's go and take a look."

Shuang'er didn't think much about it. The current lady said exactly what she said. Who dares to complain? He immediately went to receive the punishment.

However, when she got into the crowd, she realized that she really shouldn't have followed. What a bloody scene it was.

There were a dozen unkempt men and women, all wearing tattered clothes and bracelets. Some of them had blood stains on their bodies. Next to them, there were several burly men standing with whips in their hands.

"Come on, gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, don't miss it. These people today are all brought from the Tiger Roar Country. They are very valuable, but it is definitely worth buying them back."

A middle-aged man with a sinister look stood on a high platform and spoke to the crowd.

"Miss, we'd better go." Shuang'er tried his best to hold back his fear. The lady hated being scared.

Ye Yan raised a playful smile: "Why are you so anxious? It looks good here, take a few more looks before leaving."

What place did she think it was? Turns out it was just a slave market.

Shuang'er trembled all over. Miss shouldn't come to such a place too much.

Not far away, a man in white clothes was watching all this. His dark eyes were calm, but he let out a chuckle from his mouth: "You dare to come here, yes, you are very brave."

at the same time

In the best private room on the second floor of Tingxiang Tea House, a man wearing a mask sat

Made of pure gold, he seemed not to feel the weight of the gold at all.

He picked up the tea cup on the table and smiled elegantly: "This Jintian Dynasty is really lively, but it is still far behind our country."

"Of course, our country is the most powerful among the four countries. Who can compare with it?" The person standing next to him took over the conversation.

An imperceptible look flashed in the golden-faced man's eyes: "No, you underestimate some people too much. They are not what they seem."

The man had a puzzled look on his face. Could it be that the Second Prince was Leng Yihan?

The golden-faced man continued to cast his gaze downwards with interest, the slaves brought by Tiger Roar Country?

There seem to be a few of them who should not be slaves