I am on the evil side? I am turning the tables!

Cedric lay in the bathtub, scooped up a handful of water and poured it on his face. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar color in the water, he felt disgusted in his heart.

Why, why on earth is this happening?

He has already killed those people, why can't he forget that feeling?

Are you unwilling to let him go even if you die?

He held his breath and sank into the bathtub.

Darkness fell and bonfires were lit.

The largest slave trading tribe in Fengdu.

"Have you heard? This time the finale is not simple!"

"How extraordinary is it? It's even more beautiful than the butterfly I bought before?"

The females were whispering to each other, discussing their new male favorites.

"It is said that he is very special and is from the Crow Clan."

"Crows? That race is so black, what's so good about it? They are just low-grade stuff, how can they be used as the finale?"

"I don't know about that. Anyway, I heard that everyone who has seen him said he is handsome."

Soon the auctioneer came in and the noise in the hall died down.

The female auctioneer was only wrapped in two pieces of cloth that barely covered her key parts. She smiled warmly and clapped her hands: "Thank you all, the distinguished saints, for coming to support us. We are all old acquaintances, so I won't waste any more words on you."

"Now, please bring out our first lot, the Xueying tribe, an eight-star orc."

The cage curtain slowly opened, revealing a man with his limbs tightly chained.

The man had long silver-blue hair and a snowflake mark on his forehead. The moment he raised his eyes, his silver-blue eyes exuded coldness and his brows were gradually covered with frost.

He was only wrapped in a piece of rag covering his private parts, seemingly to make it easier for people to admire him, but also to humiliate him.

Someone whistled. "The opening is excellent. Great! I'm looking forward to your finale!"

The auctioneer directly tore off the last fig leaf. The man's eyes were fierce and his brows were covered with frost, but he was a fish on the chopping board. The more he resisted, the more humiliated he would be.

The auctioneer was already very experienced in dealing with such a tough guy and could just give him a slap.

"How dare you stare at me? You are just a prisoner now, not an orc warrior!"

"It's only when you tame it that you feel a sense of accomplishment." A gorgeously dressed female stood up and clapped her hands, "I want it."

"This is an auction, the highest bidder wins." Another female stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I like this type of thing, too."

In an auction like this, the opening and closing items are both of the best quality. If you miss the first one and don’t see anything you like later on, you’ll have to wait for the last one.

The last one also had fierce competition, and many people were dissuaded.

Soon, the first item was bought, and after the usual handover procedures, the next cage was lifted up.

Soon it was the last one.

Even after a series of beauties, everyone's interest remained unabated, and all eyes were focused under the black cloth.

The auctioneer was also very good at livening up the atmosphere. "My honorable saints, this last one is also the finale of tonight. It is the alien species we found when we were clearing out the Crow Clan."

"He is different from what you imagined. His appearance will definitely make you shine. Besides, ah..." The auctioneer said with an expression that you know what he is, "He has just come of age!"

"Stop keeping us in suspense and hurry up!" came the dissatisfied voices of the crowd.

The atmosphere was set at this point, and the auctioneer pulled open the curtain.

His lean body with just the right amount of muscles reveals the youthful innocence of a teenager, while his pure black hair seems to contain countless falling stars, emitting colorful streams of light.

The auctioneer lifted his head, revealing his tender yet stunning facial features and bright eyes, which seemed to be embedded with colorful gems. It only took a moment for the eyes to be drawn away. He was still a minor, but he was already so stunning.

How attractive she would be when she grows up!

Moreover, he has just reached adulthood. It would be so exciting to tame a young boy into what he wants!

"Starting price: one thousand leels."

"It's just a steal, it's so expensive!" The female complained, dissatisfied with the price.

The auctioneer smiled and replied to her: "This noble saint, he is worth this price. After all, the Crow Clan has been exterminated, and he is an extremely rare mutant bloodline. Scarcity makes things valuable. There is no second one like him!"

"His beast form is just as beautiful, not inferior to the butterfly tribe. Are you really not tempted by such a special slave?"

Hearing the auctioneer's words, the young man in the cage closed his eyes in sorrow, and crystal tears rolled down the corners of his eyes. The sight of a beauty shedding tears was even more heartbreaking.

"Two thousand leels!"

Bids came in one after another, and the boy was finally sold at a sky-high price of 8,000 riels.

The scene changed, and when he opened his eyes again, he had been sent to a soft bed.

With his hands and feet bound, it was difficult for him to even move. A girl in gorgeous red clothes walked in.

She smiled very innocently.

"You are the most beautiful male I have ever seen. I like you very much."

The boy shook his head and whimpered, trying to spit out what was in his mouth.

The girl with a sweet smile opened the cabinet and took out a whip from it, still looking innocent, "But what I like most is the sight of beautiful things stained with blood!"

She has a sweet and lovely face, but she says the most vicious words.

An ordinary whip would definitely not be able to hurt an orc with a star level, but unfortunately her whip was not an ordinary whip, so it was easy for her to hurt a low-star orc.

After the torture, the girl ran her slender fingers across his scarred chest, leaving her hands covered in blood. She smeared the blood on his face and laughed happily and wantonly.

"So beautiful! Red suits you so well! You will definitely become my most perfect creation!"

The feeling of suffocation made Cedric sit up suddenly, and he opened his mouth and gasped for breath.

It took a while before he recovered.

"Red, the color I hate the most is red!"

His sharp fingertips scratched at his body, trying to wash something off. The water in the bathtub was soon stained red with blood, and he slapped the water in anger.

I feel angry but helpless.

Even though he killed the person who humiliated him, the pain that person left in him never disappeared. Instead, it took root in his heart over time, like a sharp blade inserted into his heart. Just thinking about it was enough to make him feel as if his bones were being cut.

"I will carve my mark on you, so that you will never be able to escape from me!" Yin Ling's cheerful voice was imprinted in his mind like a curse.

"Why! Damn it!"

Cedric stood up, his chest heaving violently. When he stepped out of the bathtub, the bloodstains on his body had healed and his lips were a little white due to blood loss. He put on his bathrobe and walked to the balcony.

A thunderstorm night is not suitable for sleeping.