Chapter 2166 – A Turning Point in Noble Husband At the Door (Antonio) by Quinna
In this chapter of Noble Husband At the Door (Antonio), Quinna introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 2166 shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Billionaires genre.
"Senior Sister Qin Shuang, here you are. "
The fat man looked so fat. If it was dark and he lay on the ground, you couldn’t tell where his head was.
Seeing Qin Shuang, he smiled and couldn't help licking the saliva from the corner of his mouth.
But when the fat man smiled, he looked quite cute.
"In the future, there will be one more person in the vegetable garden," Qin Shuang said in a cold voice. She pulled back her hand and the white silk left gently. Samuel regained his freedom.
Seeing Samuel, Zhexuzi sized him up.
There was a trace of disdain in his eyes. He looked at Qin Shuang with a smile and said, "Senior Sister, it's just a vegetable garden slave. You should have told me earlier. I'll get him myself. Thank you for bringing him here personally.”
After that, he rushed to Samuel and slapped him on the head. "Why did you bother my senior sister."
Samuel was very depressed. "What does this have to do with me?"
After patting Samuel, Zhexuzi immediately put on a pig-like smile as if he had changed his face. "Senior Sister, since you are here, why don't you bring some Peaches of Immortality to eat? The Peaches of Immortality in the garden have just been ripe recently, and they are very tender!" "There's no need. I still have other matters to attend to. I'll leave this slave to you," said Qin Shuang coldly before turning to leave.
Looking at Qin Shuang's back, Zhexuzi's saliva dripped half a foot long. When he was sure that Qin Shuang had left, he finally came to his senses. He waved his hand and wiped the saliva. He glared at Samuel and said, "Why did you look at me? If you look at me again, I'll burst your dog eyes!"
"Come with me!"
With an angry shout, Zhexuzi led Samuel to the thatched cottage in the vegetable garden.
The thatched cottage was built around and looked like a courtyard. In the courtyard, there was a thin black boy. He was as black as charcoal and as thin as firewood. At this time, he was chopping firewood with an axe, and there was a little fat man, the small version of Zhexuzi, but one could tell where his head and feet were. He looked simple and honest, and there were three layers of fat on his belly.
"Come here, all of you." With a wave of his fat hand, the black boy and the little fat man quickly put down their work and ran over.
"Senior Brother Guishou!" The two said respectfully in unison.
"A new slave. What’s your name?"
"Samuel!"
Zhexuzi nodded. "From today onwards, you will be a slave of the vegetable garden. There are three requirements for slaves. First, do it at sunrise every day and rest at sunset. Second, you are not allowed to approach the peak hall without permission. Third, the rest of the explanation will belong to me." Hearing the third order, the little blackskinned man and the little fat man obviously lowered their heads in disappointment, while Zhexuzi looked proud and proud.
Samuel understood what he meant.
The weak were even weaker. Many poor families ended up selling themselves in order to survive.
That was how Fuhua lived. His family was originally poor, but this brat was extremely good at eating. Hence, his family had no choice but to sell him to the Void Sect as a slave. Not only was he able to make up for his family's expenses, but he also did not need to starve this brat to death. This could be considered a good method.
But being a slave was a matter of life after all, so the price was naturally not low.
However, he had never heard of slaves who were bought with half a green energy bottle. For example, as the lowest-grade slave, he could exchange for about three bottles of green jade energy bottles. But Samuel only exchanged for half a bottle?
"Enough, enough. It's good that you're here. In the future, I won't have to be at the bottom." After being shocked, Fuhua said in a rather happy manner.
"According to your price, you're only wearing No. 9999 slave clothes."
Samuel frowned and asked tentatively, "
What's your number?"
"No. 102."
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