Noble Husband At the Door

Samuel looked up and saw a few prison guards walking over.

"What the f*ck are you yelling about? Shut up."

"You're already a fucking slave, yet you're still barking like a dog."

"If you shout again, I'll break your legs."

After cursing, the prison guards turned around and left.

All of a sudden, the dungeon fell into dead silence.

"You'd better shut up obediently. Instead of making some useless noise here, it's better to leave your strength to yourself. After you are sold, you can do more work and eat more."

"Yeah, what are you yelling about here."

"What a young man."

Not only did the prison guards curse him, but even after they left, the others in the prison also scoffed at what Samuel said.

Samuel was shocked. "I came to save you, but you don't appreciate it. Instead, you're mocking us!"noveldrama

"Young man, sit down."

A weak voice came from the cell next to them.

Samuel looked back and saw a long-haired man lying there. He didn't look very old.

His hair basically covered his entire face, and it could only be discerned from his aged voice that he was an old man.

"It's right for you to have energy. It's understandable."

"However, everyone's satisfaction is also real. Please don't disturb their rest."

Samuel frowned slightly. "I'm just telling everyone that I'll soon lead everyone out of here to calm them down. I mean no harm. What's wrong with that?"

"Ha-ha, we've all accepted fate's arrangement, but you suddenly said something meaningless. I'm asking you, what kind of good intention is this?" He said disdainfully, "Young people are proud and arrogant. I can understand, but society is full of torture, so we should take things as they come."

"Don't think you're amazing just because you're proud and arrogant. Everyone here used to be like this."

"We're also dreaming of breaking free from our shackles and returning to our normal lives, but what? We're just going to get more beatings. So, I hope you can stay here obediently and do nothing if you're really good to us."

Samuel understood that the people here were numb. They gave up resistance, turned over, and gave up everything.

For them, accepting everything was the right way.

Samuel didn't say anything more. He gently looked at each cell, which was so quiet that it made people feel terrible.

"When I first came here, I was as vigorous as you. Not only did I have to go out by myself, but I also had to save everyone. But do you know what the final result was?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he sat up from the ground. At this time, Samuel finally saw clearly under the light that his legs were not legs at all. They were just two wooden sticks placed in his trouser legs, making them look like two legs.

"I have resisted before. That is the price."

"Maybe, if I don't resist, my legs will be fine. With my physique, I can find a good buyer and be a slave for him."

"Although I'm not living a good life, at least I'm free and can eat meat more or less. It's better than what I am now. I'm neither a human nor a ghost, okay?"

Samuel knew that what he said made sense.

It was also because of the young man's resistance that he became disabled. As a result, no one asked about him now, and he became neither a human nor a ghost.

This was especially the case when he looked at Samuel after he spoke. It was only then that Samuel discovered that the face under the man's long hair was that of a person in his thirties. This kind of similar feeling was even stronger.

"No wonder no one responded when I was saying that I would take you away," Samuel said.

It wasn't that they were indifferent, but that they had long since become numb.

"You are indeed qualified to shout like that. The girl beside you is really good- looking. With her appearance, she will definitely be able to be sold for a good price in the slave auction. Although no one will look down on you for your figure, at least you can make some profit from her." The man sneered.

Samuel smiled and said, "Although I believe what you said, let me tell you something. I'm very valuable, so valuable that no one can afford it."

"You think so?" The young man sneered disdainfully.

Samuel smiled. "That's right. You don't believe me?"

"Rather than trusting you, I might as well believe that they will let me go after

seeing my pitiful appearance."

"Okay, let's wait and see."

As soon as Samuel finished speaking, the jailor came over again...