"My respects, Lord Ludisheng." In a spacious office, a powerful Protoss warrior respectfully bowed to the Protoss standing before a desk that glimmered with golden light.
With a wave of Ludisheng's right hand, a light screen immediately spread across the opposite wall. On it, a human man covered in wounds lay sprawled in the middle of a cage. A cage meant to hold thirty to fifty people had somehow become his private room, with no one else inside—but along the edges of the cage lay quite a few charred corpses...
"Where did this person come from?" At Ludisheng's thought, the image on the screen immediately changed. The man who had just been lying in the center of the cage suddenly attacked the slaves around him. Though restrained by suppression cuffs, he relied solely on his techniques and footwork to throw all forty-odd people in the cage onto the electric fence...
The powerful Protoss warrior frowned slightly. "Lord Ludisheng, this man is a slave we bought from the human sector. You know that the tastes of the VIP section have changed recently. With war approaching, they want to see more brutal battles, so our demand for human slaves has increased greatly..."
Ludisheng waved a hand. "You don't need to explain that. I know the specifics. Those lowly races sell their own kind like livestock—only humans could do such a thing... I called you here because I want you to arrange a death gauntlet for him..."
"My lord, you mean..."
"With the war beginning, every region has entered a state of alert, yet our arena battles are still thriving. That has already displeased those old fools from the Dark Templar. All the wagers we earn from this gauntlet will be donated to support the fighting at the front lines. Put some thought