Chapter 974
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Ning Lang was dumbfounded. He was stunned and in disbelief, "Three-three hundred silver coins? Who? Who sold me out? I'm only worth three hundred silver coins? Are you kidding me? Come back! That skinny guy who's as thin as a monkey, come back! Come back and explain yourself! "
The steward, who had already walked a few meters away, heard the words coming from behind him. His face darkened. He turned around and walked forward with his hands behind his back. He stared at Ning Lang gloomily, "Fatty, who did you say looked like a monkey just now?"
Ning Lang was also someone who knew how to read the situation. Seeing this skinny guy's gloomy face, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked. The other party was a cultivator in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. He didn't dare to provoke him. He steadied his mind and said, "Let me go! I can give you money. "
The steward looked him up and down, his eyes full of contempt and disdain, "Give me money? You're only left with this fat and this shabby smelly clothes. Where did you get the money? "
"I …"
He glared angrily. Just as he was about to speak, he finally realized that something was wrong. The spiritual power in his body seemed to have completely disappeared. He was like an ordinary person. His Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation seemed to have completely disappeared. This made him a little flustered, and he swallowed the words he wanted to say.
He was the young master of Ning City, and his net worth was unimaginable. However, if he told these people his identity, wouldn't he be in more danger?
Just as he was thinking, the steward waved his hand, "Take him away and watch him carefully. There's an auction tonight. When the time comes, send them all up. This kid is white and fat. I believe there will be people who like him."
Hearing this, Ning Lang's eyes widened, "What do you mean by that? I'm warning you, don't mess around! You'd better let me go quickly, or you'll regret it! Do you hear me? Let me go quickly! "
"Let you go? Dream on! " The steward pinched his chubby face with a smile, "Fatty, it seems that you usually eat well. You've grown more fat than others."
"Old thing, how dare you take advantage of your grandfather! Is my face something you can pinch? " Ning Lang was enraged. Since his hands were held down, he lifted his leg and kicked. Fortunately, the steward dodged quickly. Otherwise, his crotch would have been kicked.
The steward, who had dodged the punch, had a dark expression on his face. He clenched his fists and rubbed them against each other, making cracking sounds. The next moment, he swung his fist and punched Ning Lang hard in the stomach. With a bang, Ning Lang let out a muffled groan. His face turned red and his body shrunk slightly. It was as if he couldn't catch his breath and couldn't speak for a long time.
"You still dare to be wild here? I think you need to be taught a lesson! Don't worry about him for now. Lock him up in the ninth cage to temper his spirit. I want to see how wild he can be in the ninth cage! "He gave a heavy snort, flicked his sleeves, and left.
The two burly men brought Ning Lang, who had curled up into a ball, to the cage marked with the word 'Nine'. They opened the iron cage, pushed him in, and locked it.
"What are you doing? Let me out! Let me out! Bastard! Let me out! "
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