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Chapter 145

Upon entering the arena, seeing her elegant attire, a manager quickly came out to greet her with a smile, "Esteemed guest, would you like to buy slaves, watch animal fights, or try horseback riding and archery?"

"Watch the animal fights."

The person in charge immediately led her to her seat and then had someone arrange the venue.

Soon, someone brought out two large cages, inside which dozens of slaves were imprisoned.

Someone was whipping them.

They may not feel pain, they won't cry, they won't scream; they seem numb, they just instinctively flinch away.

The slaves on both sides were released, and one person on each side engaged in combat.

The slaves were all chained, preventing them from displaying their true strength, and they were also not given enough to eat to prevent them from rebelling and escaping.

Even so, the two slaves fought fiercely, because if they lost, they would be severely beaten, and if they didn't want to be beaten, they had to win.

After watching a few shows, Yun Xiyue felt it was all useless.

"Are you not satisfied?" the manager quickly came over to greet him.

She didn't react at all throughout.

If other guests had been excited, it's clear she wasn't there for fun.

"I just find it boring. They're like they haven't eaten enough, and they're all in chains. What's the point of fighting like that? Is it like watching kids play house? No wonder nobody comes to watch."

The steward was surprised to hear this. "Miss, you don't know this, but if we don't do this, they will escape and injure our men. These slaves are extremely vicious and might even harm our guests. We have to be careful!"

“If you want to do business, make a living from this, and earn this money, then you can’t be timid.” Yun Xiyue looked bored. “Besides, the environment is terrible. It feels like a slaughterhouse or garbage dump.”

"Distinguished people do not like to play in dirty places."

After saying that, she got up and prepared to leave.

The steward pondered for a moment, then caught up with her, saying, "Miss, please wait."

"Hmm?" Yun Xiyue turned her head and gave him a cold look.

The manager swallowed hard, took a step back, and bowed, saying, "I would like to invite Miss to the inner room for a talk. We also want to do well in the arena business, but... we don't have enough money to build such a luxurious place."

"From what you just said, Miss, you seem like a businesswoman."

A businesswoman must be rich, and the fact that she revealed the secrets of the trade in just a few words shows that she has a good business sense.

"You own both the arena and the slave markets? Who owns them?"

The manager said with a wry smile, "I am the owner..."

Yun Xiyue sized up the middle-aged man in front of her. He was dressed in a gray short-sleeved shirt, looking like a runner, and didn't seem like the boss.

"You want to sell the arena and slave farms to me?"

The man hurriedly said, "No... I think if you are interested, you can become a shareholder and become the owner. You would be the first owner, and I would be the second owner."

She provided the money, and he was responsible for managing the arena.

Yun Xiyue had never considered starting this business.

He refused and turned to leave.

In a corner nearby, a boy covered in blood lay motionless on the ground, and it was unclear whether he was dead.

"Who is he?" Yun Xiyue stopped in her tracks.

The foreman came over and said, "He is a slave from the slave farm. A few days ago, he offended a nobleman and was whipped. We dare not ask a doctor to save him, so we can only leave him here."

If they die, just take them away.

"How did he offend such an important person?"

The steward chuckled and said, "It's a long story. Miss, why don't you come inside and sit down?"

Yun Xiyue narrowed her eyes slightly, "This young lady is busy."

Seeing that she suddenly lost interest in the slave.

The manager grew anxious. "This slave is incredibly skilled in combat. He's the strongest slave in our slave farm. Ever since he arrived and entered the arena, neither beasts nor humans have been his match. You could say he's the King of Fighters."

"If you want it, I will give it to you."