When he woke the next morning, Reis deliberately snatched Ye Chen's food at breakfast. The guards made no move to stop him. Instead, they looked ready to enjoy the show.
Ye Chen had cost them plenty of money. They couldn't care less whether he lived or died. He gritted his teeth and endured it, giving Reis only a cold look.
He's a dead man walking. What's he acting so tough for?
"Ye Chen, have mine."
Hancock offered him her food. Ye Chen glanced at her and shook his head. "You eat. You'll need your strength. I'm fine. I can hold out."
"Is that so? Still talking tough, huh? Let's see if you survive today's fight."
Reis wolfed down the food and sneered at Ye Chen.
"Ye Chen, why don't we share?"
Hancock insisted on setting her food in front of him. When he refused to eat, she refused too. Left with no choice, Ye Chen forced down a little.
When Ye Chen came out, Prince Rambo saw that he was covered in wounds and could barely walk. He limped with every step. The prince eyed him in confusion, a little disappointed.
But when Ye Chen looked his way, Prince Rambo perked up at once. Full of energy, he thrust his hips forward arrogantly and pointed with a smug grin at the male slave beside him.
"Ye Chen, I burned that obedient male slave from yesterday to death. It wasn't satisfying at all. As far as this Prince is concerned, there's no use keeping an obedient Slave. Don't disappoint me. I can't wait for the day you become my male slave."
Ye Chen cursed him a few more times, then turned away and ignored him.
Prince Rambo didn't mind. If anything, he grew more interested. Many spectators, however, regretted their bets