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Bao Ye lowered his head to look at the owner of the large hand: "Is there something?"

"I saw your friends looking for you …" Dong Lingce's smile became even more charming: "So, I want to see you off with a good person."

Bao Ye rolled his eyes. Since when did he hear that he was friends with the slaves when he scolded them so harshly?

It was definitely not a good thing to play a little game with a person who could casually throw him 30 meters from the ground.

However, his soul could not leave his body. If he truly died, then he might really die, and his brother's fate would no longer be changed.

The slaves cried out in alarm. The timid slaves covered their eyes in fear.

Just when everyone thought that Bao Ye would fall to the ground and become a pile of minced meat, he suddenly grabbed onto the balcony to the side and jumped onto the balcony to get on top of it.

Bao Ye stood up and loosened his muscles, then smiled and waved to the slaves below him: "Seeing that I'm not dead, are you all happy?"

These words immediately caused public outrage.

"Ha! Who's happy?"

"Ugly Slave, you coward, come down if you have the guts."

"Trash, you can run today, but not tomorrow."

"Beast …"

Bao Ye did not care about what they were scolding, and continued to speak with a face full of smiles: "Seeing that everyone is' praising 'me so much, I kindly remind everyone that the time to relax is about to end."

The faces of the slaves changed, and hurriedly ran back.

Du Peng, Xiao Wei and the others unwillingly and viciously glared at Bao Ye as they turned around and left.

Bao Ye supported himself up on the balcony with both hands and planned to climb down from the balcony, but when he thought about the unknown man staring at him from above, he dispelled his notion. In order to not attract too much attention, he turned around and obediently went down the stairs.

Upstairs, when Dong Lingce saw that Bao Ye did not peek out to see him, he turned around and leaned on the balcony in boredom.

His subordinate, Leng Zhuo, walked over with two cups of wine. "Master, you're making fun of me again."

Dong Lingce picked up the wine cup and shook it, curling the corner of his lips: "He delivered himself to me. Speaking of which, this slave is quite interesting, not like an ordinary slave at all."

If the other slaves saw someone who didn't have a brand on their face, they definitely wouldn't dare to be so impudent.

"As long as I can make master happy." Leng Zhuo raised his hand and clinked it against the wine cup.

Dong Lingce raised his wine cup to his mouth and took a sip.

Just as Leng Zhuo was about to taste the wine, he saw the red rope bracelet outside Dong Lingce's sleeves emit a red light and his movements suddenly paused. "Master, your red rope bracelet is shining."

Dong Lingce put down his wine cup and looked at the red rope bracelet that was blinking non-stop, frowning.

Leng Zhuo was puzzled. "Master, why did it light up red in advance?"

Dong Lingce pursed his lips and did not say a word.