Unyielding Sky Serpent Mansion

The large windmill creaked and turned, Qinglin's little face looked so pretty, pretty straight on, pretty from the side, and she would obediently wish for your company.

"Young master, look! This windmill is spinning so fast, even faster than in the shop!"

Qinglin smiled.

Seeing her carefree expression, Meng Chen couldn't help feeling a bit happy inside.

He rubbed her head again. "You play here, your young master is going away to take care of something and will be back soon."

Qinglin nodded with hums and haws, holding up the windmill without thinking much about it at all.

Meng Chen's figure flashed and he vanished from the spot, not knowing where he had gone.

Just as Meng Chen's figure disappeared, a man wearing gray short-clothes was squatting in front of a dried-fruit stall, casually toying with a handful of walnuts in his hand.

Only his gaze did not fall on the walnuts, but instead occasionally glanced toward the direction where Qinglin was.

The man's short-clothes were very worn, his exposed skin black and rough, and he wore a pair of tattered straw sandals on his feet. There was a tattoo on his face, an out-of-town travel permit hung from his neck, and the whole person looked like a slave sent out to buy things for his master.

Yet he actually knew how to read, used paper to record something, and seemed to even practice Dou Qi.

This peculiar slave astonished the stall owner.

A slave who knew how to read and also understood Dou Qi? That was too rare, and his price definitely wouldn't be low. He certainly wasn't bought to pick cotton.

However, the stall owner could only envy it a bit, as a slave with a high price was not something he could afford.

The stall owner also