Chapter 174 – The slave owner (1/2)

Translated by Lee

Shao Xuan lifted the large boulder up from the river bank and briskly walked to the front of Yan Shuo’s house. He kicked the pieces of wood on the ground aside and casually threw the boulder on the ground.

Boom!

Even those standing far away could feel the ground shaking, let alone Yan Shuo’s family.

Their wooden house wasn’t even sturdy to begin with. Adding on the vibrations right next to it, more pieces of the house started falling off.

…It seems he went too far with the pretentious act.

Shao Xuan scratched his nose and laughed apologetically towards Yan Shuo’s family.

“Err, about that, I’ll help you fix up your house in a bit.” Shao Xuan said. Back at his tribe, it didn’t take that long to build a big house. He was only squeezing in with the other travel team members because it was too bothersome otherwise; what with them only staying for 2-3 days, building a house was unnecessary. Not only that, they were in an unfamiliar place with strangers. For their own safety, they were better off staying at their arranged quarters.

But now that he ran into someone from the same tribe, it was a different story.

Rather than being angry, Yan Shuo’s family was staring at Shao Xuan with a gleam in their eyes. Shao Xuan was so strong, his tribe must also be very strong! The stronger a tribe is, the more likely they can survive in this world and last for a long time.

No wonder their ancestors kept insisting their descendants remember their tribe and wait for the day they can finally go back. It seems that all of their sacrifices were worth it!

Shao Xuan jumped up and sat on the boulder he just threw down. He waited for Yan Shuo’s family to come back to their senses before starting to discuss with Yan Shuo. As for the whole moving the boulder in front of everyone business, that was just to intimidate the others. Maybe that stunt wouldn’t have been a big deal somewhere else, but it was effective here.

Watching the happy reunion in front of him, Li tried what he could to reduce his presence, hating that he couldn’t run as far away as possible. All of Shao Xuan’s actions already scared him witless.

Li sneaked a glance at his superior still painfully kneeling on the ground and the bitten off snake head next to his foot. He took a deep breath and turned to run away.

But just as he took the first step, a wooden rod whistled through the air and went through his chest. Neither ends of the rod were sharp, but it still managed to forcibly pierce through. By the time Li sensed the attack, he was already hit.

Li sank to his knees and mustered all his strength to check who had attacked him. All he could see was a golden ball of light slowly approaching from the distance.

Shao Xuan saw this slave owner wearing black spotted animal skin yesterday, now he had changed to a different one today. Sunlight reflected off the golden beast fur, making the slave owner rather conspicuous.

It seemed the slave owner liked to use this method to show off his grandeur and elite status. Having considerable amount of slaves and financial power, he definitely wasn’t lacking in something like animal skins.

Shao Xuan got some information from the Pu tribe members on the slave owner. His name was Shi Shu and he came to the area a few years ago. Sometimes he would stay for a while and sometimes he wouldn’t show up for a long time. He had plenty of people under him, so he didn’t have to personally manage the slaves.

They say the Pu tribe’s travel team was only able to get some special treatment because the team leader and Shi Shu’s relationship wasn’t bad. But if you ask Shao Xuan, Fan Ning wasn’t acting that natural in front of Shi Shu and was even cautious.

Shi Shu was a very dangerous person. Everyone knew, without saying, about a slave owner’s cruelty; they may be smiling on the surface, but don’t be so easily convinced – there may be a knife hidden in that smile.

The sparkling golden Shi Shu slowly walked over with a smile on his face. He acted like he didn’t just throw the rod that killed Li.

There were also two other of Shi Shu’s slaves standing next to him. Out of all his slaves, these two held a relatively high position, nothing the likes of Li and the snake slave could compare to.

While everyone else was looking at Shi Shu’s sparkling body, Shao Xuan was looking up at the air. When that slave owner threw over the wooden rod, there was actually more than one.

A long shadow rapidly fell from high above.

Pff!

The slave that Shao Xuan had beaten into kneeling still wasn’t able to get up from the ground. All of a sudden, the second rod hit him from behind and pierced through his throat at an angle.

He watched as his blood flowed down the rod. He struggled to speak but no sounds came out of his throat. The chain tattoos on his neck faded, spreading from the wound outwards.

He stretched out his arm, wanting to grab onto the person passing by him. But he found that the distance that was less than 5 steps away stretched as far as the Yangtze river, unreachable and out of his grasp. He had no choice but to watch as the golden slave master walked slowly past him.

Before all this, he was someone who would always come to the wanderers’ area to run rampant. But now, as all the chain patterns finally disappeared, he could only lifelessly drop his hand and stop breathing.

The surrounding audience felt a shiver run down their spines, their dread of the slave owner only deepening from the scene.