Zhongli looked at the huge crowd in front of him as people bid for him. He was a slave, and very strong.

Most of his previous masters were cruel, and hurt him a lot. That’s why he was chained up currently and muzzled, just to make sure he wouldn’t run away.

Eventually, someone won the bid. A young girl, close to his age. She was being carried by someone, and she was very beautiful. Could she not walk? He wondered to himself.

He’d have to find out himself.