Chapter 159 World Seven (Seven)

The silver ingots were quickly delivered to Dong Yixiao. The radiance of the silver ingots made Dong Yixiao's heart surge. But he quickly regained his composure and turned to Baoshan, instructing him, "I'll follow Nusi's men and exchange these silver ingots for banknotes. You stay here and wait for my return."

Dong Yixiao had his own plans in mind. Carrying a full thousand taels of silver on him would be too conspicuous. It would be better to exchange it for silver notes that could be exchanged at will. This would be easy to carry and would not attract the attention of people with ulterior motives.

Bao Shan nodded slightly, but her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her face was troubled, and her pearly teeth were slightly parted: "But there is still a slave. Daddy won't wait any longer?"

The remaining slave was Wu Li. Thinking of Wu Liming's delicate features, with their twin eyes of different colors, Dong Yixiao knew that few of the nobles present would ignore the ominous nature of these eyes and take Wu Li home. Therefore, Dong Yixiao waved his hand lightly, saying nonchalantly, "Stay here and watch."

Seeing this, Baoshan said no more.

As time went on, the nobles in the Gold and Silver Pavilion gradually lost interest in the slaves walking onto the round platform and began to become bored.

The slaves' prices were hastily agreed upon, and their fates were decided in a few words. A vague figure swayed on the circular platform. The nobleman in the pavilion, his brows weary, erupted in a commotion as he took in the faces of the slaves standing on the platform.

Wu Li's hands and feet were bound, and Nu Si's guide, holding a long chain, brought Wu Li to the center of the platform.

In order to allow the nobles to see the slave's face clearly, six candles were lit around the round platform. Under the flickering candlelight, on the round platform.

It is as bright as day, and everything on the slave can be seen clearly.

Wu Li had a delicate face and a straight back. Even though he had traveled far from a foreign land to the completely unfamiliar Central Plains, he never felt fear or worry. He never became servile or bent his straight back.

Wu Li's body was covered in scars of varying depths. Some of them had been there before Dong Yixiao found him, while others were new scars Wu Li had acquired on the journey back to the Central Plains.

The crimson scars and the cold, black chains intertwined, creating a strange beauty that suddenly stirred a venomous malice in one's heart. One even wanted to immediately put all the evil thoughts in one's mind into practice and inflict them on Wu Li.

His undisguised gaze fell on Wu Li, but his eyes were indifferent, without even the slightest thought of resistance.

It was not until Wu Li accidentally glanced over and saw Bao Shan, the frail figure sitting opposite him, that he paused slightly, causing the chains to rattle.

Baoshan saw Wuli's eyes as calm as water, and instantly turned her head to look to the side.

This situation made Wu Li's mouth twitch, and the sound he uttered was almost inaudible.

In Wu Li's eyes, Baoshan was extremely weak.

If Baoshan were in the country of Wuli, someone with such a gentle personality would definitely not be liked.

Foreign women are generous and enthusiastic, like mellow wine, which makes people unforgettable for a long time.

But nothing is like this Baoshan, which is like a freshly brewed green plum drink, sour and sweet with a hint of astringency.

If she were a foreign woman with an outgoing personality, and were in the same place as the precious fan, she would definitely not be frightened by the gaze of a mere slave, and might even try to avoid it.

Wu Li withdrew his gaze and looked forward with heavy eyes.

Because Wu Li was tall and handsome, and had no "slavish air" about him, but rather a subtle air of nobility, many of the nobles watching in the Gold and Silver Pavilion became interested.

After all, it is a very pleasant thing for the nobles to let a proud slave learn to flatter.

Bidding is about to begin.

The nobles were all eager to try. Suddenly, a murmur was heard from the noisy pavilion.

"This slave was born with a pair of strange eyes!"

The whole room erupted in an uproar. At the nobles' request, the Gold and Silver Pavilion's handlers pushed Wu Li to the ground and violently lifted his jaw.

Just like an object on display, Wu Li's heterochromia was clearly visible to everyone.

The eyes were as blue as the ocean, yet without the slightest ripple.

Her amber eyes sparkled with golden light, and she remained indifferent even when she heard the continuous "unlucky" curses from the people around her.

We have two eyes, so it is natural for them to be the same color.

People born with different eyes are considered to be doomed to disaster, and it is thought that the different pupil colors were created as a deliberate warning from heaven.

The nobles who had just wanted to buy Wu Li into their mansion and humiliate him gave up their thoughts when they saw these eyes that looked beautiful but actually contained evil.

No one bid for the Wuli, fearing that buying it would bring disaster to their home.

Unable to pull the person, he could only take Wu Li to the room where Dong Yixiao was.

But there was no sign of Dong Yixiao in the room, only the slender treasure fan.

The person pulling the fan hesitated for a moment, then looked at the complicated chains on Wu Li's wrists and ankles, and felt relieved, thinking that with the chains binding him, Wu Li would definitely not be able to harm the precious fan.

The person pulling the chain handed it to Baoshan, who stretched out his white fingers and gently held it.

Wu Li's ankles were already scarred by the heavy chains, and his wrists were no less scarred. Even after so many days, Wu Li still felt uncomfortable with the extra restraints, and he tried to move his arms and legs.

But the sound made the tender white hands holding the chains tremble slightly.

Baoshan was very anxious. Looking at Wu Li's frowning brows and his attempts to break free from the chains, he didn't know what to do.

Almost subconsciously, Bao Shan imitated Dong Yixiao's movements from memory and tugged slightly at the chain. On ordinary days, Bao Shan's subtle strength wouldn't have moved Wu Li even if he'd clenched his fists until they were red.

But Wu Li was already staggering, and for a moment he was not paying attention, and under the guidance of the chains, he pounced on the slender and weak figure.

The heavy sound of his knees hitting the ground made Bao Shan's eyebrows twitch.

——With such a loud noise, his knee must have been swollen.

Wu Li pressed his palms against the hard ground. His hair fell, adding to his discomfiture.

"Wuli!"

A soft, gentle voice called from above. In this foreign land, the pronunciation of the word "Wuli" was very similar to that in the Central Plains. Therefore, Wuli knew it was the treasured fan calling his name.

In Wu Li's eyes, the two shoes with soft pink satin soles were reflected. Hearing the sound of the treasure fan, Wu Li touched his aching cheek and thought to himself: Why are you calling so softly?

Baoshan looked at Wu Li, who was crawling in front of her, his body seemed to be still, without any movement, and called out softly again.

"Wuli..."

Still no response.

Bao Shan had no idea that she was chanting "Wuli". At this moment, her eyes were heavy, like a quiet pool of water, bottomless, and she was staring deeply at her two shoes.

The embroidered shoes with pink satin soft soles have the same temperament as their owners, and they are softly pressed together.

This pair of embroidered shoes wrapped the feet tightly, not revealing any of the scenery.

But Wu Li looked at the small and soft shoes, and was able to see the beautiful scenery through the thin cloth.

It must be like jade, dazzlingly white, yet delicate and soft.

The delicate feet and even the round fingers may be painted with light pink or rich red.

At this time, those soft parts are tightly closed together because of nervousness and anxiety, and even tremble slightly.

Before heading to Nusi, Wu Li had used enough water.

But looking at the pink satin soft-soled embroidered shoes in front of him, Wu Li felt his throat tighten, and the feeling of walking in the desert and being hungry and thirsty came over him again.

Not hearing Wu Li's response, Bao Shan's eyebrows twitched slightly, and her voice trembled: "Wu Li, are you okay?"

Baoshan knew that Wu Li was different from ordinary slaves. He was intelligent and could gradually understand simple Central Plains dialect without being taught by others.

Back home, Dong Yixiao had asked all the slaves before setting off if they were in any trouble. Each slave answered. Therefore, if Wu Li was alright, he would surely respond to the treasured fan.

——Of course there is.

Wu Li thought that he must be sick, otherwise why would he stare at a pair of ordinary embroidered shoes in a trance.

It is obvious that this pair of embroidered shoes is made of simple material, without even a single gem or pearl decoration.

A sound emanated from Wu Li's dry throat. Hearing Wu Li's response, Bao Shan felt a sense of relief. But before Bao Shan could breathe again, Wu Li grasped her two soft feet in his palms.

"Wuli, don't..."

Baoshan was frightened out of her wits, but she didn't know how to resist and could only pray to Wuli in a weak voice.

Feeling the softness in his palm, Wu Li's chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down.

But the dry throat still longs for the nourishment of sweet spring water.

Wu Li stared at the two embroidered shoes in front of him, lost in thought.

It seems that the most wonderful wine in the world is hidden under the thin shoes.

Just like eating fruit, you can take off your embroidered shoes and peel off your silk stockings, and you will see what you are thinking about.

Hearing Baoshan's weak request, Wu Li's thoughts came back to mind. He put the two embroidered shoes back to their original place and gently brushed the grass leaves on the shoes.

Baoshan then noticed that her embroidered shoes had been stained with grass leaves without her noticing.

Baoshan thanked Wuli softly.

Wu Li's knees were still on the ground. He looked up at the treasured fan, his eyes gleaming with tiny glints as he quietly examined the face in front of him.

Her skin was as white as porcelain jade, soft and gentle, her black eyes were gentle and soft, her cheeks were flushed from the shock just now, and her tender lips uttered soft words.

He looked completely ignorant.

Wu Li thought: What crazy thoughts had just occurred to him? Bao Shan was completely oblivious, yet now she was thanking him in a soft voice. Truly—weakness can lead to exploitation, allowing people to act recklessly. If Bao Shan knew what he was thinking, I wonder if she would still thank him so tenderly.

Wu Li stood up, his arms hanging at his sides, and gently rubbed with his fingertips. It seemed that the delicate touch and fragrant aroma still remained.

Dong Yixiao returned to the house and did not show much surprise when he learned that no nobleman had bid for Wu Li's eyes.

But when Dong Yixiao looked at Wu Li's face, which was much better than that of an ordinary person, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

If Wu Li did not have a pair of heterochromatic eyes, but had pupils of the same color as ordinary people.

According to Dong Yixiao, Wu Li's bid will definitely reach the highest, and may even break the highest bid in the slave market.

Dong Yixiao sighed slowly, but when he thought of the banknotes in his arms, the depression in his heart eased a little. He was glad that he had not put all his thoughts on Nu Si. As for Wu Li, he must have other places to go.

Dong Yixiao left the slave market with the treasured fan. The slave auction ended and the nobles in the Gold and Silver Pavilion also left.

They were dressed in uniform dark robes, and their long hoods completely concealed the faces of these nobles.

Seeing Bao Shan's puzzled expression, Dong Yixiao explained softly, "Slaves are lowly. How could the nobles admit that they personally selected the slaves? They just covered it up by wearing the uniform."

When there were new slaves in the mansion, they would claim that they had sent the housekeeper or servant to select them.

But it is unknown whether the person covered by the dark robe is the master or the servant.

Not only their clothes, but even their carriages are exactly the same, making it impossible to tell the difference.

The only thing that distinguishes them is the wooden sign hanging on the side of the carriage, which has different colors and patterns.

Dong Yixiao was delighted to receive the silver and money, and he immediately prepared some good wine and meat to drink at home.

Dong Yixiao asked Baoshan if there was anything he wanted to eat.

Bao Shan replied softly, "The father beside me has prepared everything. I just heard that merchants from foreign lands have brought milk tea with them, which tastes very novel."

Dong Yixiao immediately wanted to buy some to try.