“B-big Sister Siyin, how can you say that to me?” Bai Yi’s face turned red and her voice trembled. She didn’t know how to fight back with her gentle and weak personality.

“Shut it. That brat’s identity is still uncertain. He might be an escaped slave. We still don’t know if we’re in trouble for saving him. Not only that, but you even brought him out instead of notifying me that he’s awake. Can you take responsibility if anything happens?” Lu Siyin reprimanded Bai Yi with strong disapproval. She was unreasonable and shrewd, not giving Bai Yi any chance to fight back.

“Lu Siyin, you’re not allowed to talk like that. Big Brother Lin is surely not a bad person,” said Bai Yi as her face turned red while biting her lips.

“Haha, Bai Yi, didn’t you see the mark on his forehead? It’s common not only in the Nether Providence, but the entire Ancient Southern Domain. That’s the mark of a slave,” said a youth standing...