Chapter 971: Bare Naked
Upon seeing this, Feng Jiu’s lips curled into a smile: “In the future, don’t play by the wall anymore, do you understand?”
The two children nodded with understanding as they stared at the cake in her hand, swallowing saliva.
“Here, this is for you.” She noticed that their hands were dirty, hence she put the cake back into the box and gave the box of cakes to the two children: “Take them home to eat.”
The two children appeared to be in disbelief as they stared blankly at the God-like person in front of them. They couldn’t help but ask softly: “It’s, it’s all for us?”
“Yes, it’s all for you.” She put the box in their hands and said: “Go home.”
The two children smiled happily. After they took the box, as if afraid that it would be taken back, they ran off without even saying thank you.
Feng Jiu smiled and went off in search of the few men with Cloud Devouring.
Inside a dilapidated mud house, a few strong men threw Ning Lang onto the ground. One of them panted as he wiped his sweat and said: “This guy is as heavy as a pig. I’m exhausted after carrying him for so long.”
“Quickly, remove all the valuable things on his body.” Another man said as he rummaged through Ning Lang’s clothes and pockets. He removed the gold belt, jade pendant, and the rings on his fingers. The three men then started to split up the items.
“This guy has quite a lot of things on him. Here, this is for you, this is for me, and this is for you…”
Feng Jiu looked through the cracks of the wall and watched the three men distribute the loot, then look at the unconscious Ning Lang and shook their heads.
“If we sell the clothes on this guy, it should be worth quite a bit of money too. Let’s remove his clothes and sell him too and make some more money.” One of them suggested.
“Yes, the material of his clothes is very valuable. We can just put any clothes on him after we take them off and sell them quickly.” The man beside him nodded in agreement.
The three men really did strip him of his clothes and he was bare naked. They found some old smelly clothes and put them on him.
“While it’s still early, let’s put him in a sack and take him to sell. If we take the side roads and alleys, we won’t be noticed.” After saying that, the three men found a sack and put Ning Lang inside. They put the sack over their shoulders and opened the door to go out but they got a shock.
They saw a young man dressed in red with a little pet in his arms standing outside the door. Handsome with a devilish charm and distinguished disposition. In sharp contrast to the mud house, it was as if an immortal had fallen into a dusty house. He didn’t look like he belonged there in the shabby slum.
When the three men came out of their shock, they glared at him with a fierce and wicked face and shouted: “Who are you? What are you doing here?”
In actual fact, they did recognise him, he was with the little fatty and arrived together in the horse carriage. They just hadn’t expected the youth in red clothes to appear here. How did he find them? They actually didn’t even know they were being followed?
“Where do you intend to take him to sell? Is there a human trafficking market in this city?” Feng Jiu’s lips curved upwards revealing an evil smile. Her eyebrows raised slightly as a hint of interest flashed across her eyes.
Chapter 972: Bring The Fatty To Sell
Upon hearing this, the few men stared at him warily and one of them stepped forwards with his fists screwed up: “Since you showed up, we shall take care of you as well!”
That fist harnessed energy and struck out, but before it reached Feng Jiu, she kicked it away. He was pushed back into the house and fell onto the ground. Perhaps he couldn’t catch his breath, he lay there and stared for a few moments before he got back up.
“Get him!”
The sack that contained Ning Lang was thrown onto the ground. The sound of a heavy object crashed to the ground as the three men charged at Feng Jiu, their moves swift with the intention to kill.
Two of the men were Foundation beginner-rank cultivators and one of them was Foundation medium-rank cultivator. They would be able to deal with Ning Lang, however, against Feng Jiu they didn’t stand a chance.
The three men only saw a flash of red go past them, a powerful breath and energy permeated the small mud house, the Golden Core energy shocked them. Their faces were pale as their opponent was so fast that they couldn’t even retaliate. They thought of escaping, but the entrance was blocked by the boy in red.
One of them men flung around with the intention of escaping through the broken window at the back. However, unexpectedly, as he approached the window, a loud roar sounded out as Cloud Devouring leapt out and bit the man’s calf dragging him back.
“Hiss! Ah! My leg…”
Blood oozed out and the breath of death hovered, making the three men tremble in fear and horror as they stared at the young boy in red stood in front of the door with his arms crossed.
“We will return everything to you, we will return the boy to you, don’t kill us, don’t kill us…..” The three of them hurriedly threw everything onto the floor, the gold belt, the rings, the jade pendant, everything piled onto the ground forming a little mountain.
Instead of money, they would rather live. If they weren’t alive, then money was no use to them anyway.
“Not running away anymore?” Feng Jiu glanced at them and spoke, her voice exuded a cold breath.
“No, we’re not running away now, we’re not running away.” The three men said hurriedly as they looked at the young boy, their heart shaking with fear.
Cloud Devouring opened his mouth and released the leg of the man he bit and growled threateningly through his sharp teeth before he returned to Feng Jiu’s side.
“Have you taken everything back out?”
“Yes, yes we have taken out everything. We’ve even taken out the things we took previously, really.” The three men said quickly and turned out their clothes to show him that they didn’t have anything that belonged to the little fatty.
“Earlier on you mentioned that you were going to take him to sell? So where in the city is there human trafficking business?” She raised her eyebrows questioningly.
When the three of them heard this, their hearts raced: “No no no, we daren’t sell him, we daren’t….”
“I asked you a question! Where is the human trafficking business? What kind of people are the traffickers? Make it clear.”
Seeing that he wasn’t not laying blame on them, they said bravely: “It’s in the underground market in the city. There is a slave market there. We had intended to sell him to make some money…”
Feng Jiu’s lips curled and she smiled: “Since this is the case, then do as you originally planned!”
The three men stared dumbfoundedly at her and asked: “What, what do you mean?”
Feng Jiu glanced at them and said: “That’s it, just take him to sell.”
Chapter 973: This Merchandise Is Pretty Good
When she saw the three people staring at her, unmoving, with a look of shock on their faces, she repeated: “That’s it, stick to your original plan and take him to sell. After you’ve sold him, you can keep the money. Just sell him quickly. Take him away before he wakes up.”
When they realised that he wasn’t joking, the three men lifted up the body and were about to carry it out when they heard the young boy in red shout.
“Wait.” Feng Jiu seemed to have remembered something and walked over: “Put him down and untie the sack.”
The three men daren’t ask any questions and did as they were told quickly. Upon opening the sack, it revealed a chubby young boy in rags.
Upon seeing the unconscious fatty, Feng Jiu’s lips curled upwards. With a quick movement of her fingers, she used a silver needle and blocked the spiritual breath and energy within his body. She then signalled: “Okay, carry him away!”
“Yes.” The three men looked at each other, secretly frightened, and carried the body away hurriedly, limping under the weight as they walked out.
Feng Jiu put all the things on the ground into a Qiankun bag and put them into space. She brought Cloud Devouring along as she followed the three men. Didn’t he want to run away? She wanted to know what Ning Lang’s reaction would be when he woke up and realised that he had been sold.
As the three men knew that the boy in red was following them, they didn’t dare delay their task. They brought the boy to the underground market and found the manager in charge: “We want to sell this person to you, give us a price!” The three men had initially wanted to dump the body and leave. However, they thought about the poverty at home and decided that they should stay and make some money.
“Who is this person?” The manager glanced at the body and kicked it with his foot. He looked at the three men and asked: “A man? Men aren’t worth much money.”
The three men swallowed and replied: “This young boy is fair and chubby. He is quite adorable. Please take a look first.” Saying that, they untied the sack and revealed Ning Lang’s head.
The manager stepped forwards to take a look. A fifteen or sixteen year old boy, he was indeed fair and chubby faced. He looked wealthy but there was no presence of spirit energy on his body. He was probably just an ordinary boy. Therefore, he nodded his head: “Well, he looks ok. Tell you what, I will give you two hundred silver coins.”
“Two hundred silver coins?” The three men were stunned: “The merchandise is so good, he can’t be only worth two hundred silver coins. We don’t want much, just another hundred silver coins! Just enough to split between the three of us!”
The manager glanced at the three men and waved his hand: “Okay, I will give you three hundred silver coins! Go over there to get your money!” Saying that, he lifted his hand to beckon someone to come over and told the three of them to follow him to get their money.
“Hmmm…..”
Whilst Ning Lang was unconscious, he seemed to have overheard their conversation, said that he was worth three hundred silver coins, there was a deal. The originally unconscious mind was suddenly wide awake and immediately asked: “What merchandise? Let the master take a look.”
The manager who was standing by his side smiled: “What young Master? You little fatty want to be called master? Stop dreaming.” He then shouted loudly: “Get two people, give this boy a wash and a change of clothes and lock him up with the other teenagers.”
Ning Lang was stunned and jumped up: “What did you say? What do you mean by locking me up?” He had only just got out of the sack and was held down.
“You’ve been sold. Didn’t you know? Three hundred silver coins. Don’t worry, I will sell you for a high price.” He laughed and walked away with his hands clasped.
Chapter 974: Wearing off one’s energy
Ning Lang was dumbfounded and he stood there in disbelief: “Three, three hundred silver coins? Who? Who sold me? I’m only worth three hundred silver coins? You must be joking? Come back! The one skinny like a monkey, come back! Tell me properly!”
The manager who was already walking away stopped and turned around when he heard what he said, his face somber. He walked forwards and glared at Ning Lang gloomily: “Fatty, who are you calling a monkey?”
Ning Lang was conscious of the man’s sullen face and couldn’t help but be secretly startled. The man was a Foundation mid-rank cultivator and he didn’t dare offend him. He calmed down and said: “If you release me, I can give you money.”
The manager looked at him up and down, his face revealed contempt as he said: “Give me money? All you have left on you is fat and these rags for clothes. Where will you get the money?”
“I…”
He glared back at him angrily and was about to speak when he realised that something was amiss. The spiritual breath and energy in his body had disappeared, he was like an ordinary person. He was flustered and swallowed, holding back what he had wanted to say.
He was the young master of Ning City and his status was beyond anyone’s imagination. However, if he were to tell these people who he was, wouldn’t it be even more dangerous?
At the same moment he changed his mind, the manager waved his hand: “Take him away and keep a close watch on him. There is an auction tonight, take him there. He is fair and chubby, I’m sure someone will offer a good price.”
Upon hearing this, Ning Lang’s eyes narrowed: “What do you mean by offering a good price? I’m telling you now, don’t do anything to me! You better let me go or you will regret it! Did you hear me? Let me go!”
“Let you go? In your dreams!” The manager pinched his chubby face with glee: “Fatty, you seem to be well fed, you’re much meatier than other people.”
“Old thing, you dare take advantage of your grandpa! Do you also pinch your grandpa’s face?” Ning Lang was furious. His hands were tied and he was lifted off his feet and carried away. Fortunately the manager stepped away quickly, otherwise he would have been kicked in the crotch.
The manager who avoided the kick had a somber face, his fists were scrunched up as he made a loud rattling noise. The next moment, he punched Ning Lang in the stomach viciously. Only a loud bang could be heard and Ning Lang groaned. His face was flushed and his body shrank back slightly as if he couldn’t catch his breath. He didn’t speak for a long time.
“You dare cause trouble here? You’re just asking to be beaten up! Leave him be for now. Lock him in iron cage number nine and let him slowy wear off his energy. I want to see if he dares cause more trouble while he is locked up in iron cage number nine!” He snorted heavily and walked away with a sweep of his sleeve.
The two strong men brought Ning Lang, who was screwed up into a ball, to the iron cage with a number nine marked on the outside. They opened the iron cage and pushed him inside before they locked the cage.
“What are you doing! Let me out! Let me out! Asshole! Let me out!”
He was banging on the iron bars and shouting, but he was ignored. Suddenly, he felt a dangerous breath behind him and turned around cautiously. What he saw turned his face pale white and he couldn’t help but swallowed nervously as he pressed his back against the iron bars of the cage.
Chapter 975: Realisation In The Cage
Within the iron cage the size of a small room, there were eleven vicious looking strong men, some squatting, some standing. They were bare-armed and only wore a pair of shorts each. Their muscles on their arms and abdomen were well defined and there were multiple scars on their bodies. They looked like bloodthirsty demons, and at this point in time, they were staring at him in an unfriendly manner.
Ning Lang who was screaming and shouting scrambled to a corner and watched them warily when he realised that something was amiss.
The strong man who was sitting in the middle, raised his chin and signalled. The ten men on either side of him stood up scrunching up their fists and twisting their necks from side to side as they approached.
“You, what are you going to do?” Ning Lang retreated but found that there was nowhere else for him to go.
“What are we going to do? Now that you’re in here, of course you need to learn the rules.” One of them snorted coldly.
Two of them stepped forwards and caught hold of Ning Lang’s shoulders on each side, twisting his arms behind his back and pushing him backwards.
“Don’t mess around. I have money, I can give you money.” He said quickly.
“Money? Hahaha, what a joke. What do we need money for?” The man laughed loudly and punched Ning Lang in the abdomen brutally. He leaned in close to his ears and said: “LIttle Fatty, let your grandpa teach you a lesson. Money is useless to us here. Don’t you know that? The strongest person is the boss of the cage.”
“Boom!”
After speaking, another fist landed on Ning Lang. He was beating Ning Lang up as if he were a sandbag. Each punch was strong and dark, the sound of banging and Ning Lang’s cries sounded through the cage and spread to the surroundings.
These sort of situations were much too common here and no one took any notice. They just watched the show. Besides, it wasn’t them getting beat up.
“Ah…. stop hitting me…”
His face was flushed and blood oozed out of the corners of his mouth. Because he was pushed against the iron cage, there were also some bruises on his face. He screwed up into a ball from the pain. The people in here were either Great Spirit Masters or Martial Masters, or Foundation cultivators. He currently had no spiritual energy, and even if he did, he wouldn’t have been able to take on so many people by himself!
In the past, no matter where he was, no one had dared to beat him up. Today, he was captured and brought here to be sold, he was even beaten up. He was angry and aggrieved.
It was the first time since he had left home that he realised, with no bodyguards protecting him, his own strength was not enough to protect himself. It was as those people had said, money was of no use to them while they were locked in here. For the first time in his life, his heart sank.
He cowered on the ground and covered his head. He clenched his teeth and didn’t beg for mercy.
Feng Jiu was watching secretly in the dark, she saw him holding his head like a little beast cowering on the ground. She saw the anger and aggrieve in his eyes, and the confusion that emerged.
She didn’t show herself or stop it because the beating only caused minor injuries, it wasn’t fatal. She wanted to teach him a lesson, and to make him aware and understand why he was in his current predicament.
Rather than asking others for help in the face of death, and putting his fate in other’s hands, it was better for him to realise that it was always only him that would be able to save himself.
Chapter 976: Not Privileged Enough To Know
She looked away and walked over to the other side to speak to the manager, she asked: “Are you in charge here?”
The manager was drinking tea when he heard the voice. When he looked up and saw a handsome young boy, he put his cup of tea down and said with a smile: “All the merchandise here is under my control. Is mister looking to buy some slaves? What kind do you want? I can recommend some to mister.”
Feng Jiu looked at him and said: “The fatty who was brought her earlier, look after him. Don’t sully him or kill him.”
Upon hearing this, the smile on the manager’s face narrowed as he looked him up and down: “What does mister mean by this?”
“Can you not understand? He belongs to me. I am borrowing you to teach him a lesson, but make sure you don’t sully him or kill him. Do you understand this time?”
“Hahaha, mister must be joking. All the merchandise here is bought with money. Yes we did buy a fatty earlier on, so why is mister saying he belongs to you? Besides, we have big plans for the fatty. We bought him for three hundred silver coins, but we will be able to sell him for much more than that.”
Feng Jiu’s lips curved: “You’re not the one in charge here. Go! Get your manager here now!”
He was displeased when he heard this and his face was gloomy: “What a rascal! Take a look around you, you dare to cause trouble here? Come! Kick him out!”
“Get out!”
Four cultivators stepped forward to surround him. One of them was about to grab Feng Jiu’s collar and throw him out, but the young man looked at them casually, his cold eyes filled with immense power. The energy and breath coming from him permeated through the air and the cultivator felt only murderous energy coming towards him. The chill crept up through the soles of his feet and reached his heart. The intense shock of power and energy made him tremble and his forehead broke out in cold sweat. His legs went soft and he fell to the ground with a bang.
Of the cultivators present, two of them were Foundation cultivators, and even the manager was a Foundation mid-rank cultivator. When they saw the power the young boy in red exuded, they were shocked and their eyes were filled with shock and confusion.
How could a young boy of only sixteen to seventeen years of age possess such immense power? Who on earth is this teenager?
“Who, who are you?” The manager asked trembling. He knew that he was extraordinary and didn’t dare make any rash moves. A Golden Core cultivator was not scary.
However, a sixteen to seventeen years old Golden Core cultivator was definitely extremely scary. What talent was needed for a sixteen or seventeen year old boy to become a Golden Core cultivator?
Feng Jiu glanced at him casually, her voice cold: “You are not privileged enough to know.”
If the manager had heard this earlier on, he would have scolded the boy. However, now that he had seen him make a Foundation cultivator drop to the ground without moving, he was afraid to show any dissatisfaction.
This was how it is in the world, if you proved that you are stronger, you would naturally gain the respect of others. As for the weak, no one would pay any attention to them.
“Please come inside mister. I will go and get the Chairman.” The manager wiped his cold sweat as he bowed and led the way. He led Feng Jiu to the living room inside.
Chapter 977: So It’s Young Master Feng
“Young Master, please drink some tea while I go and get the President.” The manager signalled for a servant to serve tea as he retreated.
Feng Jiu tapped her fingers on the table lightly with one hand and made a gurgling noise. She looked around the room and felt two distinct breaths. The corners of her lips twitched.
Cloud Devouring was sprawled by her feet, unmoving, obedient like a kitten. After the servant served the tea, he left. The living room was empty and quite quiet.
She took a sip of tea while she waited. Not long after, she saw the manager leading a middle aged man into the room.
“Young Master, this is the President of our underground market.” The manager introduced and retreated to the side.
From the moment the middle-aged man walked into the room, he was already looking Feng Jiu up and down. He knew who the person was with just a glance. Although he was pleasantly surprised, he was also confused, why was the Ghost Doctor here?
“I didn’t realise that Ghost Doctor was here, apologies for any disrespect.”
He bowed and smiled at Feng Jiu. He asked eagerly: “May I ask why Young Master Feng has come here? If there is anything I, Lin, can help, please be frank and let me know. I will definitely not refuse.”
The manager was so shocked when he saw the President greet him with such eager and flattering attitude that his legs wobbled. As he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, he glanced sideways at the boy in red, trying to guess who he was.
What Young Master Feng? The President didn’t even greet the wealthy families in the city with such respect. Why was he like that with the young boy? Who on earth was this person?
When he thought back to his disrespect towards him earlier, he couldn’t help but lower his head and quietly retreated as he didn’t dare appear in front of him again. If he were to bring up what happened earlier he would be in trouble.
She wasn’t surprised that the President recognised her. They had told her at the Black Market that her portrait was passed through the hands of the heads of many influential families. So although ordinary people wouldn’t recognise her, those in charge would definitely have her portrait in their hands.
The thought of these people keeping her portrait, she sighed. It made her feel weird as it was like she was a wanted person.
“I was only passing through, but it just so happened that something happened and I need your help President.” She said slowly as she sized up the person sat in the Master’s chair.
Upon hearing this, he was a little surprised as he hadn’t expected this. After all, he knew that the Ghost Doctor’s relationship with the Black Market was not an ordinary one, and there was a branch of the Black Market in the city. He thought that if he needed any help, he would go to the Black Market. He didn’t think that he would be able to help.
For a moment, he rejoiced and asked: “May I know what it is? Young Master Feng please feel free to elaborate.”
“So, I have a friend….” She explained the situation to the President simply, all she wanted was to give fatty a memorable and vigilant experience.
After hearing what he had to say, President Lin nodded and smiled: “This is a trivial matter. Young Master Feng please rest assured. I will go and arrange it later. Young Master Feng, you won’t have to worry about your friend. I will make sure that I have my men keeping an eye on him. It won’t be a big problem.”
“Well, thank you very much.” She got up and thanked him.
Chapter 978: You have to bear hardships
“Young Master Feng, you’re too courteous.” He got up and answered her thanks with a salute. “It’s not very convenient for you living in the inn. Can I arrange a residence for you?”
“We are staying here for a very short time. There’s no need to inconvenience you.”
“All right then! I’m seeing Young Master Feng off.” He personally sent her out. Only after she left did he go take a look at the iron cage number 9. The white and chubby young man was badly battered with an indignant look full of grievances. He couldn’t help dodge his sight.
If it wasn’t for Ghost Doctor, he couldn’t recognize that the chubby little guy in shabby clothes was Ning Lang, the son of Ning Yuan, the richest man in Indigo Country. Even though he had some friendship with Ning Yuan, he had never seen his son. Unexpectedly, it happened under this kind of circumstance.
Seeing the kid’s indignation, he smiled, shook his head and walked away. He had to let him suffer a little.
“Chief.” The steward stepped forward, looking at him with an ingratiating look.
“Watch over that little fatty. He’s my old friend’s son.”
The steward was shocked. The memory that he had beaten the little fatty before put him in a cold sweat. He asked, “Then, shouldn’t you take the little young master out?”
“No, let him stay there! Don’t let him sense that he’s treated in any special way. Do what you should do, but we can’t have any serious problems, or you won’t be spared.” He spoke calmly with a warning tone in his voice.
“Yes, yes.” The steward responded hurriedly. After he left, the steward collapsed on the ground.
Why was he so unlucky today? The shocking blows came one after another so that his heart couldn’t bear it. It was the fault of the three of them that caused him so much trouble.
On the other side, when Feng Jiu came back to the inn, Duan Ye had already taken a seat on the first floor waiting. Seeing her returning, he asked, “Did Little Fatty really run away?”
“He did.” She nodded and smiled. When she reached the table and sat down, she poured a cup of water to drink.
“You didn’t catch up with him? That couldn’t be, could it? ” With her strength, he couldn’t manage to catch Ning Lang?
“I caught up with him, but didn’t bring him back.”
“Why don’t you bring him back?” He asked, puzzled.
Feng Jiu’s lips curved. “Because he was sold. He’s held inside a cage!”
“What? He’s sold?”
His voice was so loud that people around him looked up. Duan Ye didn’t pay attention to the others on the first floor, but inquired Feng Jiu, “How could he get sold?
At least, he is also a Foundation Building cultivator! And that little fatty is smart! It’s possible to sell others, but how could he get sold?”
“I followed him and saw him getting stared at as soon as he left the inn. When the kid went down a small alley with no one around, he was knocked unconscious with a club and carried away by three cultivators. Later, he was sent to the underground market as a commodity for sale.” She spoke with a casual air. Recalling the little fatty beaten up and looked miserable, she couldn’t help but smile.
Someone had to teach him a lesson.
Duan Ye listened to her with shock. His gaze was fixed at her strangely. “What do you want to do? Would you perhaps want to teach him a lesson? ” Knowing that he got sold, yet not rescue him back and stay here smiling, what kind of wicked ideas does she have in mind?
Feng Jiu stretched out her hands to rub his baby face and said with a smile, “Duan Ye, you get better at knowing my mind even before I even said that! So, you know that I want to sort him out. “
Chapter 979: It’s better to rely on oneself than on others
Duan Ye swatted her hand away and glared at her. “Two big men should keep their hands off each other.”
“Hahahaha…” Feng Jiu burst into laughter and patted his shoulder. “So to speak, you’re sensible.”
Hearing this, Duan Ye’s lips twitched. He was indeed sensible – if not, he’d be tormented by her. He didn’t deny that, except for the little fatty, the other two weren’t as easy to fool as the little fatty.
They settled down at the inn, eating tasty food and living well, while Ning Lang spent a day in the cage hungry. The next morning, starving, he was taken to the mountain behind the underground market to dig up the ore and transport it.
Under the scorching sun, sweat streaming on his back, his hands and feet were worn and blistered. He was hungry and tired, his whole body was aching. The bruises on his face were still there and he was smeared with soot. He cut a sorry figure everywhere.
“Alas… I quit. I’m out of strength. I can’t move. ”
He plopped down on the stone and cried like a child. “Father, Mother, boohoo….save me… The people outside are all bad. It’s too dangerous outside. I’ve been sold. Boohoo… Father, Mother, I want to go home… ”
“Whiz!”
The sound of a whip whizzed by. When the whip hit on the stone beside him with a bang, a harsh shout was also heard. “What are you bawling about? Get up and get on with it!”
“Boohoo…I haven’t eaten. My stomach, I can’t move…”
Ning Lang sniffed, he shrank his body while watching the malicious looking guy. He had been beaten since yesterday. He was afraid. When he was still at home before, who would dare beat him? Sure enough, the people outside were all bad. The world outside was too dangerous. It’s safe to stay at home.
“Hungry? Come with me. ” The big man glanced at him and turned to leave.
Hearing this, Ning Lang quickly stood up and followed him around until he came to a small shed. When he saw the man scooping a bowl of things from a bucket, he handed it over.
“Eat! Once you finish eating, go back to work quickly! ”
Ning lang reached out and took it. When he saw what’s inside the bowl was too watery and the porridge had a weird smell, he was shocked. “This is… this is pig feed?! It’s not human food. How could this fill my stomach?”
“Are you still complaining?”
The big man snorted heavily and looked at him with contempt. “People with no ability like you can only do some rough work of lifting and carrying every day. You eat people’s leftovers .”
“What do you mean, no ability! I can do business, I can balance the accounts, I can make money! I’m a Foundation Building first stage cultivator! ” He wiped his tears and roared resentfully.
“Doing business? Balancing accounts? A Foundation Building first stage cultivator? Tch!”
He sneered. “Kid, Grandpa will teach you! In this world, only the strong are respected. Since you do business and earn lots of money, can your Foundation Building first stage protect you? So long as a person has better cultivation than you, he can kill you at any time and take the money you earn with much toil. Do you understand? Only strength is the most reliable. ”
Ning Lang stared at him blankly, thinking in a daze. In the past, he would have said that with money, he could have hired a lot of powerful people to protect him. However, in only two days, what he had experienced was something he had never encountered before. The reality of his own experience made him realize that it was better to rely on himself than on others.
Chapter 980: Fetching a high price
Looking at this dumbfounded little fatty in front of him, the big man kept a fierce look on his face, but he was cursing inwardly. On top of the tasks assigned were unexplained, he was given such a lousy task. He couldn’t hit or touch or knock but educated him like his own son. He had never received such a task. It simply made him depressed – better let him move a big rock.
“Are you eating this porridge or not? If not, go back and move stones!” The big man yelled with a gruff voice and glared at him.
Ning Lang bit his lip tearfully. With both hands holding the broken bowl with a missing corner, he was very aggrieved. None of his servants used such broken bowls nor did they drink such thin and watery porridge. He did rough work, and this was the only thing he had to eat.
“Do you have steamed buns or something? I won’t eat enough with this.”
“There’s none, do you want to eat or not!” The big man yelled with his eyes glaring at him. If it was a normal case, he would whip him directly.
“Rumble…”
His stomach started growling, Ning Lang looked at the bowl in his hands. He could only drink it with his eyes closed. After downing the whole bowl, he felt it was like drinking a bowl of water. He licked the corner of his mouth and stared at the bucket. “I want more.” It’s not tasty, but it’s better than starving.
“You still want some more? What do you think this place is? No, get to work!” The big man grabbed the bowl in his hand and put it back, pushing him forward. “Go back to work quickly!”
Ning Lang stared. “You won’t let me drink enough of this watery porridge first?”
“Tch! Don’t think about it. It’s okay as long as you’re not starving to death. Do you want to drink enough? Do you think this is your home? ” The big man pushed him and lashed the whip in his hand toward him. “Go!”
Ning Lang gritted his teeth and stared at him hatefully. He thought to himself, “Just you wait. Wait for this young master to leave this place. I must clean you up!”
In a place not far away, Feng Jiu and Duan Ye stood watching. The two took the whole scene in different perspectives. One saw it as a joke, the other had a surprise.
“How long are you going to keep him here?” Duan Ye asked Feng Jiu.
“Wait until he can’t endure it anymore.” Her lips curved up. “Right now it seems that he still has some strength.”
Duan Ye’s lips twitched, looking at Ning Lang below who was ordered to carry stones. He’s wearing ragged clothes and a pair of worn-out shoes. His hair was in a tousle and his face bruised and swollen.
This kid deserved it. Who lets him sell Ghost Doctor’s identity as soon as he met Feng Jiu? From the time he knew of that matter, he was certain that this boy had to suffer. Unexpectedly, it happened at this place!
“Let’s go! Let’s find a place to drink. ” Feng Jiu told Duan Ye, then turned around to leave. They came and left quietly. Ning Lang, who was not far away, knew nothing.
Until, three days later early in the morning, Ning Lang, who was still asleep, was called up, and was taken forcibly for a bath by two men. He put on a suit of bright-coloured clothes and was attended from head to foot.
Ning Lang was frightened from the beginning to the end. He couldn’t help but scream when someone dabbed some powders on his pale face, which was thinner than that of the previous days.
“What do you want to do!”
“What are we doing? There are people in the male brothels who come to pick young men. They like those of 15 or 16-year-olds like you. It’s just the right time to sell you for a high price. ” The steward who came in smiled with narrowed eyes but inwardly, he felt apprehensive.
When he heard this, Ning Lang’s pale face turned even more white. He looked at him incredulously. “Male Brothels? I don’t want to! “