"Obedient men, I've seen too many of them; I like your wild kind," Sofia clearly showed a keen interest in Su Chen.
The slaves brought before her were all very respectful and compliant.
They obeyed her every word.
They even treated her as if she were an Empress.
This was the first man she'd seen who dared to make a move in front of her.
"Alright, you may all leave now," said Sofia, glancing at the three slaves.
"Sofia..." The slaves were reluctant to leave.
They could tell.
Sofia's interest in Su Chen.
For these past few days, although they had to serve Sofia, their lives had been quite carefree.
They didn't want to return to the life of a slave.
Suddenly, Sofia's gaze sharpened.
Bang!
A gunshot unexpectedly rang out.
The two slaves closest to Sofia fell to the ground as the sound echoed.
Each of them had a bloody hole in the center of their forehead.
In Sofia's hand was an antique flintlock pistol.
Even Su Chen was slightly shaken by this scene.
