The whip was whipped heavily on the boy, bringing a blood mark. The boy did not dare to speak and knelt on the ground pitifully.

"Young Master, look, these slaves are very strong, and you can work after buying them. Moreover, I promise that the slaves here are all innocent, there is absolutely no suspicion of cheating, and there is absolutely no disease." The strong man changed into a face and smiled at Chu Yanqi.

"Uh?" Chu Yanqi looked at Sang Haoran and asked in a low voice, "Can you buy and sell slaves privately in the East Wilderness?"

"Natural!" Sang Haoran had no compassion for those slaves. This is the world, and there is nothing to say, so he couldn't understand Chu Yanqi's attitude.

"These slaves are naturally ordinary people?" Chu Yanqi asked.

"Yes!" Sang Haoran nodded, "Mortals are slaves!"

"All mortals are slaves?" Chu Yanqi was stunned and then asked, "What does it mean?" As soon as he said that in the Eastern Wilderness, or even the entire Great Wilderness, mortals have no autonomy and must rely on a certain immortal cultivation sect or family. Those mortals who seem to be free people are actually the senior leaders they depend on, and they have no time to pay attention to them.

If necessary, these people can be taken out as slaves to trade at any time.

No wonder Chu Zhengming even though he knew that the Sang family wanted him to marry into his family, he looked down on him and dared to bully him. The original Chu Yunjie really treated him as a slave after he had happened to Gu Ruohong.

"In this way, I am just a slave?" A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Chu Yanqi's mouth.

"Young Master..." Sang Haoran was stunned, and then he understood that he had lost his words and was busy trying to explain, but he didn't know where to start. In the Eastern Wilderness, or the entire Great Wilderness, mortals had no status.

"Your family uses a pill to buy me from the Chu family?" Chu Yanqi suddenly understood that in fact, he was just a trading product.

When I was in the market, Gu Hongyu once proposed to let him bet, but he did not treat him as a human being.

"Young Master, that's not the case!" Sang Haoran knew that he had said too much just now, but he really didn't care.

"It doesn't matter what it is." Chu Yanqi shook his head. This is the rule of this world. He can't change it. He can't blame others. If he wants to blame, he can only blame himself for not being successful. He is just a little unworthy of the dead Chu Yanqi. It's not that he can't open his mind, but his spiritual mind is sealed.

"I should be glad that you didn't lock me with iron chains and add sticks and whips." Chu Yanqi just smiled bitterly.

"Young Master..." Sang Haoran felt a sense of laughter and crying, "You are different from them."

Chu Yanqi looked into the crowd. Sure enough, in addition to them, there were also a few wealthy businessmen in luxurious clothes who were selecting slaves.

"Uncle, what do you think of this?" The slave trader's entourage grabbed a tall man from his side and pushed him to a chubby merchant.

"The body looks pretty strong, but I don't know how strong it is?" The merchant glanced at the slave man and asked, "Can you move this stone?" As he said, he pointed to a big stone on the ground and said.

"Hurry up, move the stone up and show your strength to the old man." The strong man said, whipping the man heavily.

The man was busy walking over and reached out to move the stones. Chu Yanqi could no longer bear it and wanted to speak, but he didn't know how to save these slaves.

"Young Master, if you are not satisfied with these guys, there is still good things inside." A fat man with a big belly, looking at his appearance, thought it was a slave dealer, and came up to greet Chu Yanqi and others.

"Okay?" Chu Yanqi asked in confusion.

Sang Haoran frowned slightly. He naturally knew that in the tent not far away, there were only young women for sale. This slave market had already made Chu Yanqi very dissatisfied, and even dissatisfied with him. He had paid a lot of care in the past two days to make him happy. He originally planned to take him out to relax in the morning market and evacuate the boredom and boredom of the journey, but now it is better to backfire.

"Let's go and have a look?" Chu Yanqi asked.

"If the young master is interested, he can go and have a look." Sang Haoran said with a hurry to smile.

"Come on, please!" The fat man hurriedly called the two of them to walk into the tent.

Compared to outside, the tent is much better and a little cleaner, but most of the slaves are still wrapped in very few clothes, half naked, locked by iron chains, kneeling on the ground in rows, waiting for people to choose.

Sure enough, Sang Haoran's surprise was not the case. There were young women in the tent, probably around seventeen or eighteen years old, and even younger. When they saw them coming in, their eyes were full of hope. I think they knew that if they were bought, they were all doing some low-cost businesses, then it would be better to be bought by the handsome young man in front of them than to be bought by some fat-minded old men.

"Young Master, look, this one is pretty, very beautiful and has good skin." The fat man pulled a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, pulled up her hair, and forced the girl to raise her head so that Chu Yanqi could see more clearly.

Chu Yanqi looked over and said that the girl was born clean, but her appearance was really average.

"Young Master, this child is still a place. I have seen countless fat people and I will never misread it." The fat man pulled another girl over and introduced.

"I..." Chu Yanqi had no intention of buying it at all. At this time, he didn't want to buy it, nor did he dare to buy it anymore. What can these people do if they bought it? He originally wanted to do a good thing, buy them, and let them be free, but after hearing Sang Haoran's words, he immediately understood that if they bought these people, they would have no place to stay, and they were eventually betrayed by slave traders again.

"Huh?" Sang Haoran's eyes suddenly fell on the back of the tent. There were a few big cages, and there were also several people locked up.

While speaking, Sang Haoran had already walked over quickly.

"This young man knows the goods." The fat man hurriedly followed, and Chu Yanqi followed him,

Inside the iron cage, there were three ragged men locking their chains, which were more than twice as thick as ordinary chains.

"Are they immortal cultivators?" Sang Haoran could feel the faint spiritual energy on their bodies. Not only did he frown, but in the Eastern Wilderness, although he could not forbidden to trade immortal cultivators as slaves, he was definitely rarely seen.

"Yes, they are all cultivators." The fat man laughed, "Young Master has good eyesight."

"Is it clean?" Sang Haoran asked with a calm face.

"Young master, you can go and inquire about it. When will I not be clean when I do business?" Fatty Zhou Fugui grinned.

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