The procession of over a hundred slaves made its way down Pasture City's main road toward the wilderness.
With this group in tow, Luo Ning could not travel any faster on the return journey. He also had to account for the slaves' pace. They had all been bought with hard-earned money, and he had no intention of losing a few before they even reached Mountain Forest Town.
Fortunately, Luo Ning had made thorough preparations before coming to Pasture City. His Spatial Ring contained enough provisions to ensure the slaves were fed and watered.
At first, the slaves had been trembling with fear, terrified that this master before them would beat, curse, and torment them at the slightest provocation. Yet after following him for two days, not only had he never struck or scolded them, but he also provided ample bread for every meal. Whenever they caught game, he would occasionally even share some meat broth with them.
Although they had to walk a considerable distance each day, it had been a very, very long time since they had lived such well-fed days.
When they took their first bite of fresh bread, they were so moved that they immediately knelt before Luo Ning in thanks. It triggered a chain reaction, and soon they were all crying.
Those who knew better understood that Luo Ning was a benevolent lord. Those who did not might have thought he had frightened the slaves into kneeling and begging for mercy.
On the evening of the fifth day, before the mountains leading into Mountain Forest Town, Luo Ning's group set up camp.
Luo Ning left all control over the slaves to Tom, Gallon, and four guards. He had no need to handle such trivial matters himself, nor was there any reason for him to show his