"What's wrong? My Mr. Barr?" Rohartz put down the wine glass in his hand and asked curiously to the just-behaved Barr. Barr grunted and said, "Regardless of everything, Zhan Ye Hong is still my property. I can't just watch my property be casually destroyed by you."
"Hahaha... " Rohartz was stunned at this and then laughed heartily, "Mr. Barr, such a powerless fool is worthy of your such an outburst? Oh dear, it's really my fault. I didn't know that Mr. Barr is so thrifty and responsible like this, hahaha..."
Barr, upon hearing this, didn't seem annoyed. He merely said coldly, "The incident last night, I believe it wasn't Mr. Rohartz's doing. I apologize to you, Mr. Rohartz, for my rash and uncautious behavior." Then, Barr actually bowed slightly to Rohartz, causing Rohartz's smile to freeze on his face.
"This Barr... Could it be that he's taken some kind of medicine today?" Rohartz was thinking to himself, but said nothing. He merely politely said there was nothing and said some friendly pleasantries like "It's nothing, we're still good friends" and so on. However, both of them were constantly cursing each other's ancestors, especially the female ancestors...
Barr then walked to the balcony and announced to the people in the arena, "This named Kree gladiator, your combat skills are very high. Now, I will reward you with a jar of wine as a reward!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the gladiators below were in another uproar. The noble Barr actually gave wine to a slave gladiator. What kind of honor is this! So, all the gladiators turned their hateful gaze towards Zhan Ye Hong and cursed in their hearts, thinking that if they had stood in his place, they would definitely be able to defeat Kree and receive this jar of wine as a reward.
Kree then said a thank you and was led away by the soldiers under their arrangement. Throughout the process, he didn't even look back at Zhan Ye Hong once. Perhaps in his eyes, this named Zhan Ye Hong was just a useless person. For a useless person, there's no need to pay too much attention.
However, he thus missed Zhan Ye Hong's fierce gaze.
Behind him, Zhan Ye Hong's fists suddenly opened, releasing the silver-white ki abruptly. He murmured softly, "Hmph, if I hadn't been thinking of running away, you would have already been a corpse now... Kree? I will remember you!"
Rohartz then had a casual conversation with Barr for a while and finally also politely invited him, and then was carried back by the servants. This somewhat unexpected morning, however, ended simply and uneventfully. After Barr left, the entire training ground once again returned to its usual hustle and bustle. The people resumed their daily training day after day.
For them, the quality of their training directly affects their fate. If they can win dozens of times in the arena, they might be granted freedom like the legendary gladiator Trisley. On the contrary, if their training is poor, they might end up like Zhan Ye Hong, in a miserable state like this.
"Hey! Kid!" Omar of the Tiger Clan pointed at Zhan Ye Hong with the wooden sword in his hand and said as usual, "Come and practice swordsmanship with me. I want to practice today how to stab the sword from under the opponent's crotch, hahaha, make your bottom stick up!"
Zhan Ye Hong didn't speak. He merely coldly glanced at Omar in front of him, giving him a disdainful look for his hairy face, sharp teeth and sharp claws, and then directly turned and left! Omar froze for a moment, then, amid the jeers of the onlookers, he suddenly realized what had happened. He suddenly became furious and, with his sharp claws, he slapped Xian Ye Hong on the shoulder, shouting, "You bastard! Do you think you're a noble? How dare you ignore my order! Ah... Mmm!"
Xian Ye Hong suddenly turned around and punched Omar in the face! The punch didn't use chakra, but it was extremely fast, so fast that Omar didn't have time to react before he felt the intense pain in his nose. The others whose vision was blocked by Omar's body only saw Xian Ye Hong turn around. Omar then painfully covered his nose and crouched on the ground.
Xian Ye Hong coldly glanced at Omar and continued walking towards his bedding area.
"Damn you! You bastard, how dare you attack me unannounced?" Omar wiped the blood left on his nose and suddenly stood up, chasing after him. The green chakra in his body began to gather continuously. He suddenly roared and the speed advantage of the tiger race was immediately displayed to the fullest. In an instant, he caught up behind Xian Ye Hong. "You piece of shit, I'm going to teach you a lesson today!" Omar raised his fist and swung it at Xian Ye Hong's back.
"Bang!"
Xian Ye Hong turned around again and, without using chakra, slammed a fist into Omar's nose. The intense pain made him crouch down again, groaning in pain. While the people watching the tea fight saw only Xian Ye Hong turning around easily, Omar himself collapsed onto the ground, covering his nose.
Douta stopped the practice session with the opponent and shouted at Omar, "Hey, Omar, what the hell are you doing? Are you practicing acrobatics?"
Omar didn't know what had happened. He just knew that he had been injured again, but he completely didn't understand how he had been injured. The guy opposite was clearly just a loser. Just now, when he was fighting the guy named Keli, he was almost killed by him. How could he get injured by such a loser? And it was in front of so many people!
Unforgivable!
Omar wiped the blood on his nose again and suddenly declared, "Kid, you made another mistake today. I'll let you experience for yourself what it means to be worse than dead!"
"Bang!"
"Whew... "
Another punch. Omar crouched down again. In an instant, almost twice as fast as a blink, Omar didn't know how Xian Ye Hong had struck, but he was hit on his nose again. At this moment, he could feel that his nasal bone seemed to be broken.
"You... you this... bastard!" Amid the mocking laughter from the crowd behind him, Omar quickly got up. However, this time he pulled away a little from Zhan Ye Hong, and then picked up the wooden sword that he had just thrown away. He roughly wiped the liquid that was flowing out from his nose, and then sneered at Zhan Ye Hong, "Bastard, I'm going to make you pay!" However, due to the broken nose, his voice sounded more like a painful plea, causing the other gladiators to burst into laughter.
Zhan Ye Hong didn't turn around this time. Instead, he looked at Omar's clumsy performance with a cold smile on his face. He remembered that these days, it was Omar who played a significant role in humiliating him. It was time for him to repay. Although he couldn't reveal his true strength yet, a small lesson was inevitable. Zhan Ye Hong relaxed his muscles and suddenly showed a dangerous smile as he walked towards Omar.
"Zhan Ye Hong!" Suddenly, at the side of the courtyard gate, a soldier shouted loudly to him: "Lord Bal wants to see you, come quickly!"
Upon hearing that Lord Bal wanted to see Zhan Ye Hong, Omar had no choice but to reluctantly retreat. However, as he passed by Zhan Ye Hong, he whispered, "Be careful, heh heh. I don't believe you won't come back? Wait and see!"
Zhan Ye Hong coldly glared at him, and then he also sneered, "Alright, I'm waiting."
Omar suddenly froze in place, finding it too incredible. Compared to the humiliation he had endured these days, the way Zhan Ye Hong had performed was so different? What was wrong with this world?
Zhan Ye Hong didn't take Omar's threat seriously. He just walked silently towards the courtyard gate, preparing to meet Lord Bal. Just at the last moment of the battle with Keli, he had already understood the method to restore his strength. It could be said that now, as long as he wanted, he could unleash the strength he had when he killed Tirisu yesterday.
Anger, as long as it was sufficient, the powerful force buried within his body would awaken. And it would give him even stronger power than before. Although Zhan Ye Hong himself didn't know where this power came from or why it could only truly burst forth during anger, he didn't care about this issue. His mind was only focused on greater strength.
Only stronger could he survive.
Only stronger would give him the chance to escape from Cadia.
"But, why did Lord Bal want to see me at this time?" Zhan Ye Hong didn't understand it. But he knew that this meeting was a bit abnormal. The fact that Lord Bal stopped the battle himself was already very abnormal. However, Zhan Ye Hong didn't know the reason for this abnormality.
"Could it be that he saw that I had regained my strength? No way! But if not, then... maybe he sees me as pitiful and wants to invite me to dinner?" All the way, he thought as he walked, but he couldn't figure out a reason. "Alright, that's it." So, carelessly, he gave up the effort to guess and, while enjoying the scenery of Cadia, held his head with both hands and staggered along behind the escort soldiers.
Thus, they walked all the way back to the Cadia castle where he was originally imprisoned. They climbed the rotating stairs and went up the steps.
The return to this place made Zhan Ye Hong feel a bit sad. Underground in this castle, there were still ten of his fellow prisoners from the prison. He wondered if any of them were still alive and how they were doing. Unfortunately, he couldn't escape with them.
Mercenary Helru, cavalry chief Robatay, thief Kuse, soldier Tom, Raoul, hunter Semlin, the two brothers Semhao and Semhao, and traveling merchant Jias and Jia Dong. Oh, right! There was also an Easterner named Yang Nu... This parting, I'm afraid, will mean no chance of seeing each other again, right?
Zhan Ye Hong walked along, looking down at her feet, and in her heart, she couldn't help but feel a bit sad. But, immediately, she pushed it out of her mind. At this moment, she was just staring at the buttocks of the leading maid in front of her non-stop.
"Chugah!"
The door on the top floor was slowly opened by the maid. Zhan Ye Hong saw at once that Bal was leaning against the window, his figure bloated. And there was also a beautiful woman standing behind him, with an appearance that was truly stunning.
That woman was truly stunning. Her golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall over her shoulders. Her skin was fair, fair as the smooth core inside a crystal or the cooked egg white of a dragon. It seemed to be so delicate that it could be broken by a touch. Her blue eyes, under the flickering of the sunlight, shone with a brilliance even more dazzling than a gemstone. Everywhere on her body, there was an irresistible charm. Especially, those pointed ears - the ears of a fairy.
Of course, no matter how attractive this fairy was to him at this moment, he had to ignore it. At this moment, he had to first figure out Bal's intentions. Otherwise, his plan to escape would definitely be affected.
Zhan Ye Hong lowered his head at the door and reported to the room inside: "Sir Bal, the Lady Zhan Ye Hong has arrived at your command."
Bal looked at the maid who was looking out the window without turning her head and said: "Come in." Zhan Ye Hong heard this and walked into the room with big steps. "Creak" suddenly, two guards suddenly burst out from behind the door and seized Zhan Ye Hong's wrist. Zhan Ye Hong was startled, but he held back from attacking. He knew that if Bal wanted to kill him, he wouldn't go to such lengths. Therefore, he obediently let the guards hold onto him. Watching them put a pair of shackles on him.
"This is a special restraining shackles." Bal turned his head and said to Zhan Ye Hong: "It is equipped with special restraining magic. It has some magical effects for a fourth-level swordsman. For a third-level swordsman, it should be more reliable. If you don't believe it, you can try it yourself."
Zhan Ye Hong heard this and suddenly felt a shock in his heart. His inner qi surged for a while but he suppressed it himself. "No, no. He shouldn't have discovered that I have regained my strength. I didn't use any qi at all. But, what was his purpose for doing this? For a 'person who has lost their strength', do they really need this special restraining shackles? Or is it just a test of me?" Zhan Ye Hong lowered his head, thinking frantically in his heart.
"No need to think too much. I'm not testing you," Balzirosa seemed to have read Zhan Ye Hong's thoughts clearly. He put down the wine glass in his hand and then sat down on the adjacent sofa, saying, "You replied with your strength, didn't you?"
Zhan Ye Hong's scalp suddenly exploded. His heart was in a complete mess, but he urgently thought, "Hold on, he's just tricking you. Hold on, you can't give in!"
Balzirosa seemed to have anticipated Zhan Ye Hong's reaction already. He smiled slightly and continued, "Last night, Tirisu and Galie were the ones you killed, weren't they?"
The iron chain was tightly gripped by Zhan Ye Hong's fists. Large beads of sweat began to trickle down from his forehead and cheeks. However, Zhan Ye Hong still didn't loosen his grip. "Sir Balzirosa, I... don't understand what you're saying!"
Balzirosa chuckled softly and said, "Haha, your mouth is quite tight. Then let me ask it another way. The silver-white aura... you must understand it by now, right!"
"Ah!" At this moment, Zhan Ye Hong couldn't help but exclaim in shock. The silver-white aura, his greatest secret, how did Balzirosa know about it? Right! When I was fighting against Kryi, I had once condensed it in my hand. Could it be that it was at that time... Damn it!
Zhan Ye Hong let out a heavy sigh. He already knew in his heart that the escape plan of hiding his strength and then suddenly attacking had completely failed.