C1008 A Familiar Name

"No!"

Wan Shaan clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His nails dug deep into his palms. His eyes were bloodshot. The scene in his mind made him not only angry at the country that had enslaved him, but also furious at himself.

His voice was hoarse and full of grief and indignation.

When the slaves in the cages heard Wan Shaan's angry roar, the timid ones kept retreating into the corner, while some of them revealed cold sneers at the corner of their mouths, and their eyes revealed a fierce light.

Qing Feng was locked up in a cage and was very quiet. After the Elder Hsing left, no one came to take care of him. To the people here, he was just a new slave and no one would be interested in his business.

...""

At this moment, Qing Feng's eyelashes fluttered gently. Then, he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with confusion.

He didn't know where he was and he didn't know what was going on with him. He only felt that his head was in great pain and he couldn't exert any strength in his body.

"What's wrong with me?" Qing Feng shook his head. He felt that his head was extremely heavy.

At this moment, he heard Wan Shaan's angry roar and subconsciously looked over.

"Hmm?" The confusion in Qing Feng's eyes slowly faded as the scene he saw gradually faded away. He looked around and found himself locked in an iron cage.

Around him, there were also a lot of metal cages, and there were all kinds of people inside.

When his gaze fell on Wan Shaan, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. It was as if he had seen this person somewhere before, but when he tried to recall, he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

Moreover, as he tried to recall, he felt that his head was starting to hurt again.

"Ah!"

Qing Feng covered his head with his hands. His eyes were tightly shut as he screamed in pain.

Meanwhile, Wan Shaan was immersed in his painful memories when he suddenly heard someone scream and immediately pulled him out of his memories.

He looked doubtfully at the new slave. He had seen him when the waiter had brought him a fresh breeze, and he knew very well that he was now a slave like himself, but he did not know him.

Moreover, the slave's screams made his heart palpitate. He looked at Qingfeng with confusion.

Qing Feng felt a sharp pain in his head. He knew that only when he thought about his past would he feel this pain, but he didn't know why.

Qing Feng tried to stop thinking about his past and about Wan Shaan. As expected, his head slowly returned to normal and he no longer felt any pain.

"Phew..." After his head returned to normal, Qing Feng let out a heavy sigh.

Then, he calmed down and looked around carefully. When he recalled what had happened at that inn earlier on, he realized that he might have met with a blacklisted inn.

"Damn it!" When Qing Feng recalled that he had only lost consciousness after eating that meal at the inn, his eyes were filled with anger.

It was because he did not have too much money that he had followed the waiter to the inn, and when he saw the innkeeper Wang, he did not suspect him, but only felt that he was very friendly, so he settled down in peace.

However, he didn't expect that the shopkeeper was actually a smiling tiger, and he was sold by them without him knowing.

He didn't know where he was, but when he saw there was another person like him nearby, he wanted to ask the person next to him.

"Brother, where is this place? How come we are locked up in here?" Qing Feng asked the young man in the iron cage next to him.

The young man in the cage next door was a young man with a fierce expression. His face was buried deep in his knees, and only his fierce eyes were exposed.

After he heard Qing Feng's words, his eyes immediately looked over.

When Qing Feng saw the other person's gaze, he was stunned. He didn't expect that the other person would react like that when he just asked him a question. It was as if he had offended the other person.

The young man stared at Qing Feng with an increasingly fierce look in his eyes. Qing Feng felt strange and didn't know what he had said wrong, but he couldn't ask any more questions, so he gave up.

After Qing Feng stopped looking, he looked around the other cages. He found that the expressions of these people were a bit strange. He had a vague guess in his mind.

At this time, Elder Hsing came back and saw that Qing Feng had woken up.

"Haha!" Elder Hsing did not expect Qing Feng to wake up so quickly. He remembered what he had felt when he was testing his opponent's body.

Qing Feng did not know who the old man in front of him was, but he knew that he must have something to do with this old man since he was locked up here.

"Who are you? Where is this place?" Qing Feng asked Elder Hsing.

"You can just call me Elder Hsing. As for where this place is, you will know later. Now that you have just arrived, I am not as good as you, hehe." The Elder Hsing said with a sneer. His laughter was very cold, making Qing Feng feel a chill in his bones.

Who was this old man? An endless question rose in Qing Feng's heart.

Elder Hsing? Why did he want to lock him up?

These were all Qing Feng's own questions, but the Elder Hsing would not answer them. He looked at Qing Feng carefully for a while before turning around and walking towards Wan Shaan's iron cage.

When Wan Shaan saw that the Elder Hsing had returned, he blinked and retreated back into the corner without saying a word.

"Hehe, do you have nothing to say when you see me? Wan Shaan, you're the only cultivator in this batch of slaves. You have to listen to me obediently. Only then will you have a better chance of surviving after we let you enter the Arena." Elder Hsing said with a sneer.

Ever since he had taken Wan Shaan, he had never been able to tame her. He only felt that Wan Shaan was a hard bone to chew on.

However, Elder Hsing was not convinced. He had to tame this slave.

Thinking of this, he took out the whip again.

On another side, Qing Feng was also listening carefully to Elder Hsing's words. He understood from his words that he was in the Slave Market, and he had really been sold by that black store.

But Elder Hsing's last words made his mind suddenly buzz.

"Wan Shaan? This... Why does this name sound so familiar?!" Qing Feng felt as if he had heard the name Wan Shaan somewhere before and a serious expression appeared in his eyes.

He felt that the name had something to do with his past, but he didn't dare to think about it. He was afraid that he would have a headache again, so he remembered the person in the cage in his heart. He wanted to find an opportunity to ask Wan Shaan if he knew him.