The living beings of the Nine Heavens looked at Lin Qian blankly. They still felt like they were in a dream.
How could something as good as a pie falling from the sky happen to them?
The group looked at each other, still looking uneasily in Lin Qian's direction.
They were afraid that in the next moment, the slave master of the Eight Pupils Divine Race in front of them would become extremely vicious, and that he was joking. They were just dreaming.
However, after waiting for a long time, they did not see the slave master of the Eight Eyed Divine Tribe react in the way they expected.
Following this, they stayed in the mansion for a total of seven days.
Seven days later, in the front yard, a group of slaves were walking back and forth aimlessly.
They had changed into clean and comfortable clothes. Unlike when they first arrived, they were not messy and dirty. Instead, they were clean and tidy.
The seven days they had spent in this luxurious mansion were the best seven days of their lives.
No one scolded them or mistreated them. They ate delicious food and could cultivate as they wished without being enslaved.
They were able to wash themselves clean and not look like slaves who were dirty all over.
In the Eight Eyed Divine Tribe's Small World, slaves like them were not allowed to keep themselves clean. It was not befitting of their status.
Only by being dirty would they be befitting of their status.
Unless the women among them were to be toyed with by the Eight Eyed Divine Tribe, they would only be allowed to wash themselves clean.
Initially, when they were allowed to take a bath, many of the women were terrified. They thought that they would be toyed with by the Eight Eyed Divine Tribe soon.
However, they did not expect that it was just a bath. There was nothing special about it.
"I can't help but feel that there's something different about this Eight Pupils Celestial Tribe." All of a sudden, a human sitting in the front yard murmured.
Beside him, a woman from the Human Race asked cautiously, "Brother, what's wrong?"
"I've observed it. The way he looks at us is different from the way he looks at other Eight Eyed Divine Tribe members." The man from the Human Race suddenly said. "The way he looks at us is not like how the Eight Eyed Divine Tribe members look at goods or livestock. It's like he sees us as his own."
"Furthermore, we have freedom of movement. Only the Eight Pupils Holy Race can enjoy such a lifestyle. It's not something that we slaves should have."
The human man rubbed his chin and guessed, "The Eight Pupils Holy Tribe must have some kind of plan, which is why they are behaving so strangely."
As the man spoke, he realized that his younger sister was looking behind him in fear.
The surrounding people were also looking at them in fear. They couldn't help but back away. Some of them even fell to the ground.
The man suddenly thought of a frightening possibility. He slowly turned around and looked behind him.
When he completely turned around, he saw Lin Qian standing behind him.
"Master!" The Human Race man was quite frightened. He hurriedly lowered his head and knelt on the ground, pressing his forehead against the ground.
His entire body was drenched in cold sweat, and his heart was filled with fear.
He had insulted the leader of the Eight Pupils Holy Race and was caught red-handed by the other party. Wasn't this a death sentence?
In fact, he was even worried that his nonsense would implicate his younger sister and the others.
"Master, this lowly slave deserves to die. I was the only one who made such presumptuous remarks. Please don't blame the others." As he said this, the human man gathered the soul power in his body, gathered it into his palms, and slapped them towards his own head.
But at this moment, a hand suddenly stopped him from doing so.
He realized that his palm didn't land on his forehead.
Confused, he opened his eyes and was shocked to realize that it was Lin Qian who had stopped him.
"You didn't break any rules. What wrong did you do?" As he spoke, Lin Qian pulled him up from the ground. "You're quite responsible. Not bad."
After saying this, Lin Qian turned around and walked out of the mansion. With his hands behind his back, he disappeared from everyone's sight.
Even after Lin Qian left, everyone was still in a daze.
This was especially so for the man from the Human Race. He felt as though he had just survived a calamity. At the same time, he was extremely shocked.
He was actually fine, and the other party did not blame him?
In this world, slaves were not allowed to discuss anything about the Eight Pupils Holy Tribe. If they did, they would be executed.
In fact, the surrounding slaves would be implicated and executed as well.
They were slaves, goods, and livestock. Discussing the Eight Pupils Holy Tribe was an act of insubordination, and they deserved to die.
Such a disrespectful rule was deeply imprinted in the hearts of every slave. It was also because he had been too relaxed over this period of time that he had let his guard down. He had almost forgotten about this rule.
"Indeed, there's something wrong with this master." All of a sudden, the man from the Human Race spoke.
"Brother, don't say anymore." His younger sister hurried forward and tried to persuade him.
The others gathered around as well. Feeling a lingering fear, they looked at the man and said, "Hey, you're really not afraid of death."
"That's right. What should we do if he turns back?"
"But I also feel that this lord is a little different from the others."
In the midst of their discussion, a light cough suddenly sounded behind them.
Everyone's faces changed as they spread out hurriedly. Looking at the source of the cough, they realized that it was their master who had returned.
Just as they were panicking, their master waved his hand and said, "It's nothing much. Don't be nervous."
"What's your name?" Lin Qian looked at the man before him and asked.
The man had a blank look on his face, "I … I don't have a name. My code name is Hua 94682721."
Hearing his words, Lin Qian came to a realization. The slave mark of a flower on the man's face was his code name.
"Hmph, the Eight Pupils Holy Tribe really deserves to die." Lin Qian snorted coldly as he looked at the man before him. "I will bestow upon you the surname Mu, and your name will be Xin. Put on the tattered clothes that you've kept previously. Dress yourself up a little and come to the entrance of the residence."
After saying that, Lin Qian turned around and left without caring about the dumbfounded expressions of the crowd.
"The Eight Pupils Holy Tribe deserves to die? Did I hear wrongly? "
"Mu Xin, you have a name. We don't deserve to have names, but you have a name."
"It can't be. What's going on?"
As the crowd discussed, Hua 94682721, who had been given a name, turned around and rushed into his room.
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