Chapter 834 Chapter 834 Caged Bird
Senior Fan would have wanted to say something but alas, he stopped himself from doing so.
He believed that his young master was sensible enough to do what was right and avoid what was not.
In his more than one year of being a shadow guard to our bored gamer, Senior Fan had never seen any evidence that pointed contrary to this conclusion.
And so the group of 3 walked and explored the nearby places of their assigned mansion.
A few servants of the mansion wanted to accompany them as guide but Clark shooed them away gently.
With his all seeing eyes, it would be laughable indeed if he would still find himself lost in this massive city.
"Let's eat lunch first. I want to try the fresh delicacies on this Imperial North!" Clark planned their first order of business and that was exactly what they did.
"It's delicious, master! You should try this one." Tian Xun served her master just as usual while Senior Fan remained standing on the side.
"Are you sure you don't want to eat, Senior Fan. The food here is superb!" Our avid gamer invited the old man.
"I politely decline, young master. My job is to ensure your safety and i can't do that if i dine with you." Senior Fan replied.
Although that was not the real reason behind his actions but he believed that this excuse was more than enough credible for his young master.
"You are a loyal man, Senior Fan. There will come a day when i will reward you handsomely for this." Clark smiled and continued to have his fill.
He was well aware that Senior Fan was not anymore a fan of eating these mortal delicacies.
What Senior Fan preferred was the meat of those magical beasts but alas, our good gamer only had gold coins and not a single spirit stone on his pocket.
Nevertheless, Senior Fan will shall not serve in vain under him. Clark noted this well. The group moved on quickly after taking lunch. Shopping was of course a given.
"You should try this one, Xun'er. I think that this will fit you nicely." Our bored gamer commented on a particular dress.
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"That's more like it. This way i won't just go ballistic whenever i see an almost naked woman before me. Even if she grinds on my lap, she'll get no reaction from me."
Clark said as he noted the huge differences in his form. As of right now, he already got absolute control of his body.
"Time to check the more interesting venues in this city tonight." Our bored gamer was thrilled to see the baser practices of humans and monsters alike.
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Night fell but the lights that covered the city of Imperial North remained steadfast and undying.
The streets were still busy with people and some of the establishments that would only open come the eve has began operating as usual.
This was of course the more peculiar path of recreation.
"We have newly arrived slaves from the south, young master! Please take your pick and i promise you a reasonable price in the end."
A fat human shouted towards our very own protagonist. Clark had escaped from Senior Fan's monitoring and the old man was none the wiser when or how it happened.
For our bored gamer who possessed the box of truth, this was nothing to brag about. It was as easy as breathing for him. Perhaps even easier.
"I'm fine. I already have many slaves back at home." Our good gamer replied towards the fat human trafficker.
On the side of the structure, there were myriad of cages that displayed their premium items. There were some men but most were naked women in chains.
Almost all of them extraordinary in appearance.
"Hmmmm..." Clark paused after he took his 6th step away from the building. On the farthest corner, he saw a little girl that was full of open wounds and grime.
It was clear that she was battered, tortured or both.
"Huh?" The girl moaned in pain but forced herself to open her eyes to the forefront. She had a great intuition that someone was closely looking at her sorry form.
She was only successful in opening one of them since both her eyes were swollen shut because of the abuse she suffered at the hands of her captors.
And that was the first time that she gazed upon a handsome man in bright crimson cultivators robes.