Chapter 72
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Mu Yan stops and turns around to look at the man, revealing a mysterious smile, "You want to ask me, how do I know your real name?"
The man in the cage nods desperately, his eyes emitting a strong light of desire.
Mu Yan slowly shakes her head, "Not only do I know your real name, but I also know the blood feud you carry. If you want to come with me, want me to cure your injuries, and want to take revenge, then first win the next match and prove your worth."
Saying that, she doesn't linger this time, turning around and leaving with Xiao Bao.
During this time, a blind man reaches out to grab her, but she deftly clasps his wrist.
"Crack", that's the sound of bones shattering, accompanied by the man's mournful screams.
Hearing the commotion, the "Ghost Envoy" sees an extremely strange scene –
The girl in fluttering white has a beautiful appearance, smiling faintly. Her temperament is like that of a banished immortal, ethereal and noble, holy and charming, making people not dare to look directly at her.
But the fiendish slaves in the cage look at her as if they're looking at the most ferocious ghost. One by one, they keep shrinking back, and from time to time, some of them caress their broken hands and feet, letting out painful wails.
The way the "Ghost Envoy" looks at Mu Yan instantly changes.
He realizes that he's mistaken. This girl is not only not stupid or weak, she's actually very strong.
"Dear customer, may I ask if you've chosen the slave to be auctioned?" The attitude of the Ghost Envoy becomes incomparably respectful.
Mu Yan points in the direction of the third cage, "It's him."
"Good, I'll register the customer right away. Please go to the private room and wait for the Colosseum's match to begin."
In the third cage, Yan Haotian looks in the direction where Mu Yan and her son have left, the light in his eyes flickering, then a raging fire ignites.
A pair of blood-stained hands tightly grips the iron bars.
… …
Not long after Mu Yan left, Gong Qianxue, wearing pink clothes and a veil over her face, also appears at the backstage of the Colosseum, accompanied by a tall man.
"Big brother Yan Lie, where is the beast-slave you mentioned? Is he really as powerful as you say? "
The man called Yan Lie tilts his head and glances at Gong Qianxue. His eyes reveal a trace of adoration and longing: "When has Big Brother Yan ever lied to you? Qianxue, don't worry. Before this beast-slave was sold to the Ghost City, he was only twenty-four years old and had already reached the peak of Earth Stage. Although his strength is greatly reduced because of his injuries, as long as he recuperates with elixirs, he will definitely become your right-hand man in the future! "
If he didn't have such talent.
He also wouldn't have massacred Yan Haotian's entire family, cut off his tongue, and sent him to the Beast Fighting Colosseum.
After experiencing such despair, as long as Gong Qianxue descended from the sky to save him.
She believed that he would shed tears of gratitude and pledge his loyalty to Gong Qianxue.
Hearing Yan Lie's words, Gong Qianxue shows a grateful smile, "Big brother Yan, as the leader of Jing Cheng Country's number one mercenary group, you're willing to do so many things for Qianxue. I really … really don't know how to thank you! "
Saying that, she gently grasps Yan Lie's hand, her moist eyes full of worship and gratitude.
When he sees the dazed and infatuated expression on Yan Lie's face, his eyes flash with a sneer of ridicule and contempt.
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