Chapter 31

He was saying, Save me.

Rong Xi was not one to let compassion run wild, yet seeing the despair in this man's eyes, seeing how he had treated him as a straw to clutch at for life, he could not help being moved.

He, too, had come from another world. When he had first arrived in Great Wei, it had been inevitable that he felt lost and out of place. Only after several days, when his memories had merged with those of the original owner of this body, had he developed a faint sense of belonging.

Later, after making several friends, the loneliness and confusion in his heart gradually faded.

His moment of hesitation fell into the caravan manager's eyes. Seeing that he was well dressed and carried himself with extraordinary bearing, the manager stepped forward with a smile. "Young sir, have you taken a fancy to this servant?"

The blond, blue-eyed man gripped the bars of the cage, gazing at him with fervent hope.

Seeing how pitiful he truly was, Rong Xi felt a stir of sympathy, though none showed on his face.

"He is only a Semu person. What is so rare about that?"

Seeing his indifferent expression, the manager grew slightly flustered.

Along the way, he had encountered quite a few wealthy people, and he had sold no small amount of goods. Yet this man had drawn no interest at all.

When ordinary people saw someone so different from themselves, they would naturally be wary.

Blond hair and blue eyes might be unusual, but few had the stomach for it.

"Young sir, you do not know this, but this servant is strong and sturdy! His strength rivals that of two sturdy servants!" The manager smiled obsequiously as he exaggerated.

Rong Xi showed a hint of interest. "Truly?"