When they arrived at the place where the slaves were kept, it was filthy and chaotic. The air was filled with an intensely pungent, unpleasant stench, as though several odors had been mixed together.
Wang Zhi covered his nose and frowned. Even the manager who had brought him there could not help taking out a handkerchief to cover his nose and mouth. If not for the client wanting to buy slaves from this place, he would never have come to such a godforsaken dump.
He looked at the ragged, filthy people inside the iron cages.
"Young Master Wang, take a look. I can't guarantee anything else, but despite how filthy this place is, there's nothing wrong with these slaves. They're all perfectly healthy."
Wang Zhi inspected them carefully and found that they were mostly between their teens and forties. There was not a single woman among them.
Generally speaking, if there were beautiful women among the slaves bought by an auction house, they would be kept separately and trained. For example, some of the auction house's Waiters were likely slaves who had been purchased.
The iron cages were large, with roughly five people confined in each one.
After looking over these people, Wang Zhi was quite satisfied.
When he reached the innermost cage, he found someone lying at the very back with his back facing him. If he could not still see the rise and fall of the man's body, he would have suspected he was dead.
"He can sleep through this?"
Seeing this, the manager immediately had someone wake him up.
A Soul Master from the auction house stepped forward and knocked on the iron cage.
"Stop sleeping. Get up."
The others sharing the cage hurriedly woke him.
"Zhou Mu, stop sleeping."
"Get up quickly. If you don't, you'll