From the moment Shen Ru first met Sheng Ziyao, he knew this blond was something special.
His howls could rival a pig being slaughtered.
Fortunately, Shen Ru had arrived in time. Otherwise, the two of them would have been completely plucked and bled dry.
The attendant was still going on and on about how lively the two were, even describing specific cooking methods in painstaking detail.
Perhaps their screaming and struggling were too loud, because the attendant offered a slightly apologetic suggestion:
"If you like these two, we can process them for you and deliver them to your home once they're completely dead."
"That works too," Wang Yang said. "Why don't we-"
Shen Ru interrupted him with a smile. "I'm quite skilled at this myself."
Then he turned to the attendant. "These two, then. Open up and let me take a look."
The warehouse doors opened at his words. Light spilled into the dim interior, dust swarming outward through the beams. Inside was a complete mess, the walls spattered with blood.
Sheng Ziyao and his companion weren't the first people to be sold here, and they certainly wouldn't be the last.
Three pairs of eyes met.
Shen Ru raised an eyebrow at their dumbstruck expressions and silently mouthed, Shh.
Like a shopper picking out merchandise, the young man stepped forward and carefully inspected the two sitting on the floor, who had nearly been plucked bare. He even gave Sheng Ziyao's leg muscles an occasional kick before remarking rather critically:
"They're decent enough, just a little thin."
As if afraid he would change his mind, the attendant hurried to add, "We're running a promotion right now. Buy two and get twenty percent off. There isn't much meat on them, but the quality is excellent. Look how smooth their little faces are.