Slave Owner: Who Is Lin Baici?

Takeuchi Kurano wasn't a kind man. When he walked down the street, even a dog that merely glanced at him—let alone barked—would be killed, skinned, and stewed for him to eat.

If an ordinary person came walking toward him, Takeuchi Kurano wouldn't reprimand the subordinate who stepped forward. Instead, he'd hint that the subordinate should kill the other person.

But this time was different. The man across from him was the infamous Slave Owner, Hoffman.

Takeuchi Kurano was cruel and brutal, but he knew when to hold back.

As the saying went, a biting old dog didn't bark!

At that moment, Takeuchi Kurano looked remarkably well-mannered!

Hoffman glanced at the old man. Judging by the way he carried himself, he was probably a big shot from some faction. But however important he was, could he be more important than Hoffman?

So Hoffman ignored him, walked straight past him, and entered the banquet hall.

Being ignored made Takeuchi Kurano's face turn livid. His fists clenched instinctively, but he quickly relaxed them, forcing a genial smile onto his face.

There was an old saying in the Nine Provinces: "Endure hardship in silence, then rise again when the time is right!"

The people of Dongying took rank and hierarchy very seriously.

Normally, if anyone dared insult Takeuchi Kurano, they would draw their swords and roar at him, making the offender pay in blood. But their companion had just been humiliated by Takeuchi Kurano, so they didn't dare fly into a rage.

"Holy crap, who's that guy? What's with the attitude?"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

The Dongying group had a powerful presence, and their leader, Takeuchi Kurano, clearly looked like a big shot, with the bearing of a ruthless ruler. Yet that white man hadn't even bothered to look at him.

The white man