Without looking back, Yang Yu bolted out of the city gates, driving the Lotcar furiously in the direction they had come from. Iyas and Bai Jin clung tightly to the edge of the carriage to prevent being harshly thrown off on the bumpy road.
Yang Yu felt a wave of frustration. He had thought he would be able to smoothly obtain the information he needed but had almost been caught like a turtle in a jar.
Thankfully, he realized it in time to make a swift escape.
Ever since he arrived at the Slave Auction House, Yang Yu felt something was off.
Despite his appearance as a "supernova" at the slave auction, the receptionist showed no sycophantic delight. Instead, there was an indescribable sense of expectation in their eyes.
It was as if the prey they had been waiting for had finally taken the bait.
The moment the receptionist carefully confirmed the date of issue for the card, Yang Yu became cautious.
