Conspiracy

Conspiracy

After the great battle, Commodus felt much more refreshed in both body and mind. He then changed into Zhang Heng's clean clothes and left the Gladiator School under cover of night.

Zhang Heng watched his back disappear, then turned and walked back into the room, only to find Little Female Slave peeking through the crack in the door.

Perhaps because they had grown familiar with each other, Little Female Slave was much more relaxed now and no longer as reserved as when they had first met. Even after being caught red-handed, she did not blush, instead asking curiously,

"Wow, was that really His Majesty the Emperor just now?"

"Didn't he give you a bronze coin?" Zhang Heng said.

"Mmm, I looked at it again. The portrait on it does look quite like him." Little Female Slave nodded. "I just can't believe even His Majesty the Emperor came to see you. Just how famous are you now? Have you caught up to Sisnatas?"

"Not yet," Zhang Heng said. "Sisnatas has built up his reputation over several years."

Little Female Slave breathed a sigh of relief. She knew Macrus valued any ace gladiator with potential. If Zhang Heng became even more famous, Macrus might send him more female slaves. Then she might be assigned to serve another gladiator.

However, before she could be happy for long, Zhang Heng added, "If I win this gladiatorial exhibition, my popularity should surpass Sisnatas's."

"Huh?" Little Female Slave nearly jumped in fright. "That fast?!"

"Well, it is at the Flavian Amphitheatre. There are enough spectators, so word will spread faster." Zhang Heng said. "What is it? Do you need something?"

"No, no..." Little Female Slave hurriedly shook her head in denial. Of course, she did not dare reveal her little thoughts.

Zhang Heng did not