The Zherikan twin slave girls froze on the spot.
They had imagined the humiliation and abuse they might suffer after being auctioned off by slave traders.
The [Rune Restriction Collar] around their necks possessed the ability to continuously interfere with their minds.
Even if they wanted to kill themselves, it would be difficult.
Rune restraint items of this kind were quite expensive in themselves.
They were considered part of the cost of a slave.
They were also the best supplementary tool for taming a slave's wild nature.
Furthermore, slave-catching teams that ventured deep into borderlands could easily face retaliatory pursuit.
They often suffered heavy losses, so the cost of the slave trade was not low.
Yet the two sisters had never imagined that the other party—their master—would actually crush the controller.
The sturdy rune material was like a thin, crisp biscuit in Zong Shen's hand.
He destroyed the controller with barely any effort.
Brushing the powder left by the controller from his palm, Zong Shen leisurely returned to his seat.
He picked up a piece of fruit from the table and tossed one to each sister.
The Zherikan sisters caught the fruit instinctively.
"Eat."
He spoke calmly.
The sisters' lips were cracked, a sign that their bodies lacked water.
With the auction drawing near, the slave traders clearly had not taken proper care of them.
The sisters did not answer immediately. Instead, they touched the collars around their necks.
They soon discovered that the collars had completely lost their restraining power.
With a light tug, they pulled the collars off.
In theory, the sisters had cast off their identities as slaves.
However, they did not flee. Instead, they stared blankly at Zong Shen sitting before them.
"Gali daka?"
"Asa?"
Several strange syllables suddenly escaped their lips.
This was not the