Under the cover of night, a mansion in the city-state of Turner was brightly lit.
Outside the mahogany main gate stood two burly orcs, blades and axes in hand. They pushed open the gate and walked in. A bluestone path, two meters wide, was flanked by fire basins on either side.
Flames surged.
Nearly a hundred orc warriors, armed and armored, stood solemnly in the front courtyard.
"Make way, make way."
A robust figure pushed through the assembled orcs.
In the front hall of the mansion, the orc with the alligator head sat sternly in the central seat, his hands gripping the armrests, silent for a long time. A heavy, oppressive atmosphere permeated the hall, causing everyone else present to hold their breath.
"Patriarch."
The robust figure entered the front hall and knelt on one knee.
"What did you find out?" the alligator-headed leader in the main seat asked in a low voice. The muscular orc with cat ears looked up. "I've figured it out. That fellow is stationed in a camp outside our city. The camp isn't small."
"A camp?"
The alligator muttered upon hearing this.
"What's their strength like?"
"I didn't sense anyone particularly strong," the cat-eared orc whispered, his gaze intense. "I scouted outside his camp for over half an hour, and no one discovered me. Moreover, the people there seem to be mere militia, like refugees from wilderness villages, nothing particularly noteworthy."
"Oh?"
The alligator frowned slightly.
How strange!
Chen Yu had clearly produced the Five-Colored Sword at the auction, which indicated he likely came from a prominent family. During the auction, he had also been extremely generous, yet he had no notable escorts.
This was clearly unreasonable.
However, upon further thought.
Chen Yu had no escorts with him at the auction. Even slightly influential figures in the city-state would have a few guards accompanying them.
For safety, and as a symbol of status.
Why wouldn't he bring any escorts?
The alligator couldn't understand.
Suddenly—
"Are there any other humans in their camp?" the alligator asked, a trace of seriousness flashing in his eyes. The cat-eared orc pondered for a moment. "Hiss, it seems I didn't see any other humans. They are all orcs. There are also some un-shapeshifted beasts, with kobolds being the most numerous, along with some fox-men and sheep-men."
Hearing this, the alligator instinctively frowned.
Hiss!
How could this be?
He had a sudden thought, wondering if Chen Yu might be a foreigner who had recently flooded into the Underdark. His surname was also strange, not one they were familiar with.
Yet—
His camp was entirely composed of orcs and beasts.
"Never mind. You've confirmed that there's no one there who can pose a threat to us, right?!" the alligator sternly pressed again.
"Nothing discovered."
"Good!"
With that, the alligator immediately rose from his seat and looked at the other orcs in the front hall.
"Everyone, depart and destroy Chen Yu's entire camp, seize his resources, and leave no one within his camp alive!!!"
"Hiss."
Chen Yu, cloaked in a magic robe and traversing the black city's streets, suddenly stopped.
"Something's up?"
Hei Dou, perched on Chen Yu's shoulder, whispered.
"No, my left eyelid has been twitching incessantly. I don't know why." Chen Yu raised a hand and pressed his left eyelid.
The tip of his finger clearly felt the violent twitching.
"Left eye, that's good," Hei Dou suddenly exclaimed. "The left eye twitches for wealth, the right for disaster. Boss, it looks like you're about to get rich."
Rich again.
Since entering the Underdark, Chen Yu had been getting rich. He was now numb to the word.
But—
Who would say no to more money?
Since his left eyelid twitching signified good fortune, Chen Yu was happy about it.
Moreover, it was his left eye.
Perhaps,
He might actually find a recording device in this city.
"Little devil, my left eye is twitching wildly now. Are you scared?" Chen Yu raised an eyebrow with a smile. The little devil floating in the air couldn't help but pout. "Superstitious."
"Huh?!"
"Then let me educate you. Eyelid twitching is called blepharospasm. Blepharospasm is caused by abnormal discharge from the facial nerve that controls the opening and closing of the eyes, leading to involuntary contractions of the orbicularis oculi muscle."
"Uh, simplify it."
"Simply put, you have a disease, and you need treatment!"
The little devil rolled her eyes repeatedly.
She currently held no good feelings towards Chen Yu.
Seeing the little devil's glare as if she wanted to devour him, Chen Yu couldn't help but let out a laugh.
"Actually, you're scared, aren't you?"
"I am not~" the little devil said with a solemn expression. Chen Yu reached out a finger and poked her little head. "Don't cry when I get the recording device."
"Tch~"
The little devil looked utterly disgusted.
"Hurry up, speed it up! Do you want to die?" a brutal shout echoed from further down the street. Chen Yu, cloaked in his magic robe, instinctively sought cover.
He poked his head out to observe carefully.
Even though it was late at night, the overseers of the black city were still wielding their whips, urging the emaciated orcs to perform tasks they could barely bear.
A moment's delay would result in a whip lashing their bodies.
These overseers regarded them not as living beings at all.
In their eyes,
These orcs were slaves.
Even if they were worked to death, the overseers would likely show no emotion.
"Damn it."
No matter when he saw this scene, Chen Yu couldn't help but clench his fists. Hidden behind the buildings, a fire burned within him, a raging inferno scorching his chest.
Afraid of acting too impulsively, Chen Yu dared not look further and turned his head, whispering. ehere!