Why do slaves make it difficult for slaves?

Bao Ye saw from the carriage that ten slaves were kneeling in front of the shed that he lived in. Every single one of them stood up straight with their hands raised high, holding onto a bowl of water, gritting their teeth and enduring the whip strikes from the Deacons.

Bao Ye looked at the slaves: "You guys are serious too, why are you making mistakes and making things difficult for Deacon Lin and the others? Do you know that they don't actually want to hit you, but if their masters were to find out, they would be punished as well? "

The slaves angrily glared at Bao Ye.

The Deacons s were all confused as to why Bao Ye would speak up for them.

"Hit you guys? It's not like they have any rewards, but instead, they're worried that you guys might awaken your godly powers in the future and be stronger than them. What if you guys get revenge?" I heard that many Deacons s died in the hands of the Awakened Slaves. " Bao Ye sighed: "Slaves, why are you making it hard for us slaves?"

"…" The Deacons were all intelligent, of course he could understand the meaning behind his words, it was to let them punish the slaves, meaning it would be fine if they were not. Since the masters of the slaves could not see it, and did not give them any rewards, why must they continue torturing people?

"I'm so sleepy. I'm going to sleep." Bao Ye yawned and said to the slaves that were peeking on him: "You guys go to sleep quickly. There is nothing to worry about, without the consent of the masters, Deacons will not dare to beat them to death."

The Deacons s: "..."

Deacon Lin looked at Bao Ye's back, gritted his teeth and said: "This Ugly Slave is really too arrogant."

"The salt is here." A Deacons came running over with a bowl of salt.

The Deacons s looked at each other, then looked at the slaves with red eyes. One of the Deacons s yawned, "I'm sleepy."

The other Deacons s also followed, "The punishment is almost done, it's time to go to sleep."

"What about this bowl of salt?" The Deacons that brought salt asked.

Deacons who said he was tired looked at Deacon Lin: "Deacon Lin said he wants salt, give it to him."

Deacon Lin said angrily: "What are you guys trying to do?"

"Isn't that the salt you asked for?"

Deacon Lin: "..."

Deacons, who had brought the salt, felt that the atmosphere was not right and quickly handed the bowl over to Deacon Lin. He then followed the other Deacons back to their dorms to sleep.

Deacon Lin looked at the slaves with anger in his eyes. However, he couldn't bring himself to tell them to go back, so he whipped them angrily a few times before saying, "All of you, scram."

The slaves slowly lowered their stiff hands, placed the bowls on the ground, then helped each other stand up, dragging their painful bodies back into the shed.

"Fuck you!" Deacon Lin took the bowl to a place where no one was and fiercely threw it to the ground.

"Clang clang ~ ~" The sound of a bowl breaking was especially loud in the night.

The Deacon Lin was so angry that his entire body was trembling. Not only were the Deacons angered to throw him back to sleep, they were angered even more by Bao Ye's words.

One day he was going to kill him.

Inside the shed, everyone hurriedly cleaned up the wounds on their backs. Luckily they didn't sprinkle salt on the wounds, otherwise, they wouldn't need to sleep tonight.

Someone could not help but ask in a low voice, "How did you offend Master?"

The punished slave forced a smile and said, "I just accidentally splashed water at Master's feet, and Master got angry."

Another slave who had been punished followed, "I was punished because I lost my grip on the object and fell it to the ground."

"I just coughed …" The other people's reason for being punished was outrageous, the shed were filled with sorrow.

Hearing their words, Bao Ye silently sighed.