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There were only two days left before reaching the city of Domihawk.

Rutica, who was sitting next to Lin Qian, nodded her head looking like she was about to fall asleep, then shook her head again, and then turned her head to look out the window.

Lin Qian didn't know how long she had been like this.

With Lin Qian's super senses, he sensed something happening far ahead, and then Lin Qian strengthened his senses.

He felt some sounds, what seemed like a fight.

There was the sound of metal rubbing, the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart, and the sound of screaming.

Obviously, this sounds like a gang fight.

And the place where the fight took place was on the route Lin Qian was traveling.

Lin Qian didn't know if it was the thief who attacked another passerby or what, but he knew it was a group fight.

The closer the distance gets, the sound gets closer and closer.

By the time Lin Qian saw the specific situation, the battle was over and there was no movement.

Looking at the scene in front of the carriage, Lin Qian's face was solemn.

Because this is something that Lin Qian is very familiar with.

It was a carriage carrying slaves, a member of Valkirov's organization and a long-haired man in the middle.

For a moment, Lin Qian was thinking about why they were here, but he immediately realized it.

It was obvious that the route and time of Lin Qian's travel coincided with those transporting slaves to the Domihawk auction.

I saw the corpses spilled with the blood of the orcs scattered around them.

Valkirov's eyes were fixed on Lin Qian's carriage, and he had not yet drawn his sword, but his hand was holding the hilt of the sword deadly.

Lin Qian and Asher got off the stopped carriage together, and soon the group saw Lin Qian's appearance.

"Hmm?"

The long-haired man looked at Lin Qian's face and immediately said with a bright smile: "

Ah, young master. How could we meet again in such a place? Are you also on your way to Domihawk?

Lin Qian did not answer his question and glanced at the orcs scattered around.

Half of the orcs were dead, and the remaining orcs were panting and staring at Valkirov's gang members.

Lin Qian turned his gaze back to him and asked, "

What happened here?"

He replied in a nonchalant tone:

"Oh, nothing. Just attacked by these beasts. "

Attacked?"

"These cubs planned to attack us to rescue their compatriots who were being held captive there. It's no big deal, this kind of thing we encounter all the time.

As soon as the words fell, he pointed his chin at the young slave who was locked up on the iron railing.

They had been locked up with Lucica in the basement of slave traders.

The men giggled, grabbed the fallen slaves one by one, and dragged them over.

"They attacked us without knowing what they should and shouldn't do, so they should pay for it." Those who die will die, and those who survive will still be auctioned.

Hearing the long-haired man's sarcastic words, a female orc gritted her teeth and roared,

"You cruel humans! Weren't you the ones who invaded our homes first and killed those who came out of the forest and kidnapped our children? It

was a cry of despair, as if blood was about to spurt out of her throat.

Lin Qian looked at her like that, and then looked back at the long-haired man.

The long-haired man grinned and walked up to her, stomped on her head, and stomped hard.

"What you said is interesting. But shouldn't nature be like this? The strong trample on the weak, that's it. "

You!"

"Ah, I'm sorry to let the young master see such a dirty side. But don't worry, you move on. It will take a while for us to clean up here.

A young female orc in a cage cried.

"Ah, my sister! My sister!

"Oh, is this your sister? It would be nice if the sisters sold in pairs. Those nobles with different tastes will definitely like it. The

devil's laughter echoed in his ears.

Lin Qian looked at the scenery, and then looked up at the sky.

Recall the thoughts when slaves were found at checkpoints.

Just momentary self-satisfaction.

Then Lin Qian was thinking:

What if a person can only live his own comfortable life? Will that still be human?

Sometimes, if you don't go with the flow, is that really human?

This is beyond Lin Qian's tolerance.

Lin Qian lowered his head again and said to the long-haired man:

"How about letting them go?"

The long-haired man turned his head in this direction.

“... What do you mean? Oh, and you mean you're going to buy them here?

"No, I don't want to buy it."

I said it again.

"I have no gold coins to give you. I just want them to go. All

the members of Valkirov, who were dragging the captive, stopped moving and looked at Lin Qian.

The long-haired man raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth, and said,

"What is that...?"

"Can't you?"

Lin Qian nodded.

"So be it."

Then Lin Qian turned to Asher and said,

"Asher."

Lin Qian's voice echoed coldly on the silent road.

"Kill them all."