Holding out something that looked suspiciously like a dog-chain collar and tempting a little girl to wear it, Ye Ting felt his face flush with embarrassment.
This was simply too humiliating.
But he had no choice. Akasha's Chains were meant to be used this way, and only then could he ensure that he would truly hold Alaya in his grasp in the future, without having to worry about some sudden "Are kings and nobles born to their stations?" rebellion from behind.
Suppressing the intense awkwardness in his heart, he handed the silver chains to Alaya.
The little girl looked at the exquisite, mercury-like chain before her, blinked her beautiful eyes, and broke into an adorable smile.
"Thank you, Master. This necklace is so pretty."
With that, she readily accepted Akasha's Chains without the slightest hesitation, just like a little girl receiving a reward.
It seemed she had mistaken it for something like the little Western-style dress from earlier.
Thinking of that only deepened Ye Ting's discomfort and guilt.
He was outright tricking a child.
Yet even so, Ye Ting did not stop Alaya's next actions.
After receiving Akasha's Chains, the little girl curiously turned them over and examined them, then eagerly put them around her neck.
Click!
With a light press of the girl's tiny hand, the collar on the chain fastened around her tender neck.
Having done all that, the little girl even spun lightly in front of Ye Ting.
"Master, how is it? How is it? Do I look cute wearing this?"
She had just sold herself to someone, yet she still had the mood to ask whether she looked good?
Ye Ting did not voice that complaint, because in the next moment, Alaya paid the price for her actions.
As the silver collar fastened around Alaya's neck,