After giving the two people decent clothes, Shen Yanxiao took out a few bottles of potions for the brawny man to treat his wounds. She heard him saying his name was Su He, and that Little Jiu’s name was Yin Jiuchen.

Su He was very grateful for Shen Yanxiao’s care for them both. He had never seen an owner who would give slaves this kind of treatment.

Through Su He, Shen Yanxiao found the largest slave market in Forgotten Traces.

There, Shen Yanxiao bought 3,000 slaves with thirty thousand gold coins.

As Du Lang said, as long as she had enough money, she could buy enough people in Forgotten Traces.

These three thousand slaves were all trained by the merchants. They were very clever and did not know how to resist their owners.

Shen Yanxiao bought hundreds of carriages and loaded the slaves into them. She also distributed clothes and food for each slave.

When the slaves were dressed in clean and tidy clothes, and as they were holding fresh food and boarding a brand-new carriage, their numb eyes seemed to fluctuate.

They had never thought that they could still live as human beings. It should be noted that most of the people who bought slaves in Forgotten Traces would have their slaves walk on foot. Occasionally, owners would treat them a little better, putting them in iron cages and towing them away in carts.No slave had ever been put in a carriage.

The slaves felt very fortunate to have met a rare good owner. Not only did they have food to eat and clothing to wear, but even after Shen Yanxiao had bought them, she had also unlocked the iron collars on their necks that symbolized slavery.

“You are not afraid of them escaping?” Fu Tu sat in the carriage and asked, as he was looking at Shen Yanxiao resting with her eyes closed.

Shen Yanxiao opened her eyes and said lightly:

“Do you think they will escape?”

Fu Tu smiled.

“Slaves who have been taught to even cast their dignity away have long forgotten their instinct to escape. They are different from Su He and Yin Jiuchen.”

Su He and Yin Jiuchen had a desire to live, so they knew how to run away, but the three thousand slaves had already been tortured by reality to the point of numbness. They were like puppets; they would act according to their owner’s commands, not their own wills.

“Different…?” Shen Yanxiao crooked her head to one side. She was thinking of another thing.

Why was that young man so persistent on buying Yin Jiuchen? Why was Su He so against letting the young man buy her?

Shen Yanxiao felt that there was a lot of mystery with this pair of big and small ones that she had bought.

“Can these slaves really rebuild the city once we bring them back?” Vicious Wolf, who was also sitting in the same carriage, looked skeptically at Shen Yanxiao.

“There should be no problem if we hand them over to Uncle Jiu,” Shen Yanxiao said.

The group of people stopped talking and simply sat quietly in the carriage as they rushed through the Barren Land.

After several days of rus.h.i.+ng, the long queue of horses and carriages finally stopped outside the gates of The Rising Sun City.

Returning with 3,000 slaves, Shen Yanxiao completely solved their problematic shortage of manpower.

However, on the outskirts of The Rising Sun City, the three groups of people who were hiding in three different directions saw the long queue of carriages in sight. Very soon, the news about these people would be pa.s.sed on to several other cities in the Barren Land.