I have a poisonous snake

Chapter 404 The King of Eternal Night 11
Ye Baimian resisted the urge to grab the gun from his hand and shoot his head off, but the smile on his face was still bright and sunny.

"You think slaves are useless?"

He snorted slightly, put away the gun and put it back on his waist, as an answer to her question.

"Then... do you want to make a bet with me? I'll bet on whether the useless trash in your eyes can defeat those soldiers under your command. How about that?"

Ye Baimian calculated the chances of agreeing to her request with his arrogant character who looked down on women.

There was a mockery in the man's eyes, he put his hands in his trouser pockets and leaned against the wall.

"just you?"

He glanced at her up and down, "Your marksmanship is indeed very good, but soldiers rely not only on marksmanship. They also rely on fighting, physical strength, and other skills."

"And what can those slaves do? Wash and cook? Sweep the floor?"

In this era where artificial intelligence is already common, he really doesn't know what else is useful for slaves.

"Maybe what they can do will be beyond your imagination."

She keeps smiling.

"I'm not interested in these things. Before you offend me, you'd better leave my room quickly, this slave girl."

He glanced at the window, obviously seeing off guests.

The smile on her face could hardly be maintained anymore, she squeezed her fists, and made a final request: "You really don't want to think about it?"

He turned around and walked towards the center of the room, waved his hand perfunctorily.

"Go quickly, if you don't go, I'll have someone throw you down from here."

...it seems to be unreasonable.

Ye Baimian already wanted to hit someone with itchy hands, especially this big trash who was so stinky that he almost went to the sky to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun. Now that he refused, she smiled and clenched her fists.

"It's too arrogant, but it will hurt your head, my highness..."

Before Lan She could turn around, he felt a dangerous wind blowing behind him, and his body reflexed to the side and turned back to fight back.

"You slave want to kill your master?"

Seeing that she was attacking him, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, surprised that this slave dared to resist his master.

He looked down on slaves, mostly because of the deep-rooted slavishness in them.

He is the Second Highness of the Western European Kingdom, and he is also a soldier. The most despised person is a servile person.

These people have no strength of character, let alone integrity, and no arrogance. As long as they can live, they are willing to do anything.

Just like on the cruise ship, those slaves would kneel and lick to get water.

Only she is different, there is no slavishness in her body, so he treats her a little more gently than other slaves.

He had a good impression of the slave when he discovered that she was a good marksman.Seeing her fall ill after being so fragile, a trace of disappointment flashed across his heart.

Later, he never paid much attention to her, until just now, she came to request him, which caused his emotions to fluctuate again.

beg?
He didn't like others asking him in a low voice, so he refused her request without even thinking about it.

Unexpectedly, she had practiced before, which was undoubtedly another surprise for him to discover.

Also because of this surprise, although he lost to her in shame in the end, the depression in his heart dissipated instead.

"You are very good. I take back what I said about you being rubbish."

Breaking free from her hands, he straightened his clothes and glanced at her.

"But, I still think the other slaves are trash."

　good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)