C339 (2/2)

At that time, the Barbarian King had just taken over the position of clan leader. It had been extremely easy for him to obtain a slave. This was the honor that the Barbarian King had bestowed to his subordinates.

One option was to willingly become his slave, his own slave. The guarantee he got was that he no longer had to suffer and be touched by others.

Or, stay where you are until you are tortured to the point where you can no longer breathe!

He chose to kneel, to crawl up to the master, to kiss his feet, to show absolute submission, to be his voluntary slave. From then on, his name was the Falcon Slave.

The person who understood the Barbarian King the best was not the Barbarian King's concubine, nor was it the Barbarian King's family, nor was it the Barbarian King's subordinate. It was him!

When it came to him, the Barbarian King was willing to pluck the moon from the sky for him. He was not stingy and gave him his most precious treasure, giving it to him for him to choose from. Treat him gently as if he were holding a fragile, priceless jade.

After the female slave was favored by the master, she had to kneel down at the master's feet to thank the master for his favor.

Slave Falcon had special privileges. He had never thanked his master, and had even offended him countless times, just like today.

This privilege had also been bestowed upon him by his master. He didn't know why the Barbarian King would tolerate him so much. When there were people around, he would try his best to follow the rules of a slave. When there were only him and the Barbarian King, the Barbarian King would tolerate all of his impudence, mockery, and arrogance. He smiled bitterly. Perhaps it was because he was so stubborn and unyielding that the Barbarian King was even more interested in him.

He curled his lips and looked at the sleeping Barbarian King indifferently.

Yes, he would never leave the Barbarian King, nor would he allow the Barbarian King to leave him. That was because he was going to bring the Barbarian King to hell!

He smiled, his smile peerlessly beautiful. If he had to drag the Barbarian King to hell, he would be very willing. Because he had already lived in the Infernal Realm for many years. No matter the cost, he wanted to let the Barbarian King have a taste of the Infernal Realm!