So far, apart from Cassia, he was the only dark elf who was friendly to him. Cassia was because of the "charm", but this dark elf did not cast any spell on him. Li Yin was secretly shocked. However, while he was amazed, he also clearly understood that Turner treated him like this not because he was different from other dark elves - Li Yin had already experienced his true character from his cruel attitude towards other slaves; nor was it because he was so special compared to other slaves - although Li Yin did think that he was a very special existence among all the slaves, he did not think that the dark elf in front of him could really be moved by any special thing about a slave. Although he did not cast a charm on Turner, there are many things in this world that can charm people, and some of them are even more powerful than spells. The only reason why Turner was so kind to him was Cassia. He was a slave of Cassia, the noble Princess of Borgia, and a slave who was deeply favored by her. All Turner's kindness to him came from this. From the first day Cassia sent him to the slave camp, Turner's enthusiasm for clinging to her was visible to the naked eye. Whether it was out of ambition for power or lust, in short, Li Yin was sure that all of Turner's enthusiasm for him was ultimately directed towards Cassia, and had nothing to do with him. Turner was very satisfied with Li Yin's respectful response. He nodded and said in a friendly manner: "That's why I said that today is a good day. Since Miss Cassia doesn't have time to pick you up, I think we can take this opportunity to give you some targeted guidance." "Thank you very much!" Li Yin bowed and nodded quickly. Turner patted his shoulder and smiled, "Well, now go have dinner."

Li Yin nodded, "Then I will come to the training ground to see you again, sir?" Turner shook his head. "Not here," he said. "Our one-on-one coaching at night can't be done at the training ground." Under Li Yin's confused gaze, he paused for a moment before adding: "It's a good thing to be valued by your superiors, but it's not a good thing to let everyone know that you are valued by your superiors. This will cause you unnecessary jealousy and conspiracy. I think this rule applies not only to dark elves, but also to you humans, and even more to the chaotic group you are in now..." A hint of surprise appeared on Li Yin's face, but then he nodded. What he didn't expect was that Turner not only made the effort to give him extra guidance, but also considered it so carefully - this guy had really gone to great lengths to please Cassia. "Sir, you are very thoughtful." He bowed, and when he looked up, his face was full of admiration. "So--" Turner placed a hand on his shoulder, interrupting him. "We need to find a more secluded place." He smiled and shook his body gently: "I'll wait for you at the corner on the east side of the dormitory area in an hour." Chapter 2 Hey, Friend () Li Yin nodded gratefully and watched Turner's back as he walked away, secretly admiring the man's profound skills in cultivating his Qi. What a strong will a dark elf must have to be able to suppress his contempt and disgust for a human slave and keep smiling and showing his goodwill. If this guy's purpose is to climb up, then his future achievements are probably limitless. But what if it is for another purpose? Li Yin suddenly felt anxious. He shook his head and threw this inexplicable emotion out of his mind. His current identity, status and living conditions do not allow him to think about things that are too far away from survival. …………

An hour later, after eating a standard slave meal that could not be worse and taking a short rest, Li Yin went to the corner on the east side of the dormitory area as agreed. Instructor Turner was already waiting there. He patted Li Yin on the shoulder, then turned around and walked in a certain direction. Li Yin followed closely behind him. "A place that is a little more hidden" - Li Yin himself had no idea what to do with such a place. Although he had been in the slave camp for nearly twenty days, as a slave, his range of activities was strictly restricted, so he was still quite unfamiliar with everything around him. Turner led him through the various buildings of the slave camp, large and small, and through narrow alleys. At first, they could see one or two dark elves from time to time, but later there were no other figures except the two of them. After walking for a while, Li Yin became a little impatient. Instructor Turner seemed to be overly cautious. If they just wanted a "less secluded" place, the areas they had passed through earlier would have met the requirement long ago. Perhaps, it was the dark elf's own fault, Li Yin thought. Although he decided to teach him alone in order to please the princess, his pride as a dark elf reminded him that this was a very shameful thing, so he hoped that the place of teaching could be as far away as possible, so as not to be seen by his fellow tribesmen. Li Yin raised his head and looked at the other person. Turner's steps were still brisk and vigorous, with no sign of stopping. From behind, he could see his tight, sharp jawline. Li Yin remained silent and continued to follow his steps closely, without any complaints or showing any impatience. Firstly, their status was very different, a slave and an instructor. Although the other party was polite to him, he should still have some sense of reason. Secondly, he believed in Turner. Although the dark elf must look down on him in his heart, he would definitely arrange the trip properly in order to please Cassia. All you have to do is act according to his plan. After walking for a while, Turner suddenly stopped and turned around. Li Yin breathed a sigh of relief and a look of relaxation appeared on his face, but then a hint of surprise and confusion appeared in his eyes. It was indeed remote and secluded, but where they were now was a narrow alley in the middle of two towering stone walls. Such a place is totally unsuitable for martial arts instruction and training since it is difficult to move freely. "Here--" Looking at Turner's kind face with a smile, Li Yin spoke in confusion. Before he could utter the word "me", he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. He screamed, bent his body, lowered his head, and subconsciously covered his stomach. When he raised his head again, he was surprised to see Turner's face approaching him. Although there was still a smile on that pale and sharp face, the kindness in the smile was gone, replaced by a rapidly blooming hideousness and distortion. He was horrified and tried to withdraw, but suddenly he felt a sharp pain on his head, as if his scalp was being torn off. Then, another hand grabbed the back of his neck and pushed his head rapidly against the stone wall. Li Yin was about to struggle. boom! A sharp pain came from his forehead. He felt dizzy and had stars in his eyes. The little bit of strength he had just gathered in his body was instantly dissipated by the severe pain and dizziness. boom! Boom! Bang bang bang! The stone wall moved away, and then quickly approached; moved away, and then quickly approached... After several collisions, the stone wall no longer existed in Li Yin's eyes. All that was left was the flickering light and dark, and the occasional flash of gold in the violent alternation of light and darkness.

Soon, he no longer even felt pain, and even the violent collision seemed to have never happened and was not happening at all - because he could no longer feel his body. Turner grabbed Rein's neck with one hand and pushed the human male slave with blood on his face against the wall. Its eyes opened and closed, but no matter whether it was opening or closing, there was no trace of spirit in it, as if it was not consciously trying to see the surroundings clearly, but just an instinctive reaction of a creature. Its limbs hung loosely, twitching from time to time - it could not be called resistance, but only a weak spasm... "Damn it!" The kind smile on Turner's sharp face disappeared, replaced by rage. He opened his mouth and spit heavily on the slave's blood-covered face. "Damn beast!" "How dare you! How dare you!" "Princess Cassia--" When Turner mentioned those three words, his lips couldn't help but tremble and his whole body couldn't stop shaking. "How dare you, a lowly, filthy beast like you, defile our noble princess!" Pah! He raised his other hand and slapped the beast in the face. After that, there were a few more punches. During this process, it didn't even have the strength to scream, and could only hum slightly like a Los beast that had been drained of blood. Turner stepped back a few steps and loosened his grip, and its body, which had been pressed against the wall, began to slide down the wall like a rag bag. Before it completely slipped, Turner raised his right foot, gathered all his strength, and kicked it in the crotch! "what!" The slave's eyes bulged out suddenly and a shrill scream burst out of its mouth. The unimaginable intense pain seemed to finally bring back some vitality to this lifeless beast. Turner rubbed his hands, loosened his legs, and watched with satisfaction as Rein rolled over and over on the ground, wailing uncontrollably. very good! He had regretted it before, thinking that he had used too much force at the beginning and had completely crippled the beast. If he really let this guy die like a dead pig without experiencing any pain, it would be too easy for him! Give the enemy a quick death? This is not dark elf at all! Thanks to my book friends Fandu Qunlan, Shuke 781614814383, Dai Sanshang, and Longyi with an arrow in the knee for their rewards. Thank you all for your monthly tickets and recommendation votes. Chapter 3 Hey, Friend () This place was very quiet and the time was long. Now, he had plenty of time and space to teach this waste how to be a qualified slave - hopefully these experiences would be useful to it in its next life. This damned pig, it actually dared to give Princess Cassia... even itself... When Turner thought of this, he became furious. He felt as if a volcano that had been dormant for a thousand years had suddenly come alive in his heart, and the magma and flames were about to completely engulf his entire body and soul in an instant. And this volcano, these flames, these raging lava, there is only one way to calm it -

He looked at the slave who was rolling and yelling on the ground with hatred, and first stepped on his struggling and dancing hands with one foot, crushing them hard for a few times, until a pleasant creaking sound came from the soles of his feet, and then a gentle smile returned to his face that was twisted by anger. Then, he raised his fist again. However, at this moment—— "Wait, what am I doing?" "Isn't an intelligent and handsome individual like Li Yin more outstanding than most dark elves?" "Although he is a human, compared to the vast majority of dark elves, isn't it more qualified for an outstanding individual like him to be Princess Cassia's partner?" "No, it should be said that it is precisely because he is a human being that his standing out is even more precious..." "In short, is there any man in the whole of Nevelle who is more suitable to be the partner of the beautiful and elegant Princess Cassia besides him?" "Princess Rein and Princess Cassia, they are a perfect match made in heaven. Such a marriage... Spider Queen, I'm sure even a cruel and ruthless person like you would be happy to bless such a marriage!" And myself...what am I doing? Turner woke up as if from a dream, took a few steps back, raised his hands, opened his eyes wide, and looked at them in disbelief, as if the atrocities that had just been committed were committed by another soul in his body. “Oooooh…ah…uh…ooooh…ah…” On the hard ground, he was awakened by the groans of a friend who seemed familiar yet unfamiliar. "Li Yin--" Turner called out worriedly and fearfully. He did not care about being immersed in regret at the moment. He quickly stepped forward and hurriedly helped Li Yin up. "I..." Looking at the other person's face with a bruised forehead, bruised nose and blood, Turner was overwhelmed by an extremely strong sense of guilt and shock. "I...I..." He stuttered, unable to speak, "I didn't mean it." "I really didn't mean to." "I, I don't know either." His flustered face was filled with shock and confusion. "What happened... I, what happened to me..." Yeah, what happened to him? How could he attack his own friend? Yes, he was a slave, but he was very different from other slaves. He was better than most of his fellows, and, more importantly, friendlier— Turner believed that he could trust him with his back without any worries, even in the most dangerous moments. This was a feeling he could never experience among his compatriots - those so-called "friends", no matter how close they seemed on the surface, would not hesitate to stab him in the dark for a little profit! In the world of dark elves, there are no friends at all. There are only alliances of interests in the name of friends, and they are short-lived, fragile, and fleeting. Li Yin was his only true friend, and he actually hurt him, hurt him so cruelly and viciously! Turner's nose felt sore and two hot tears flowed from his scarlet pupils and eye sockets. His heart was almost torn in two by the intense self-blame and regret! At this moment, his only friend, Li Yin, although still groaning in pain and coughing uncontrollably because of the blood in his throat, suddenly spoke. The words that came out bit by bit from between his teeth and from his mouth full of blood were like scorching hot magma, leaving a mark on Turner's heart one by one: "No, it's okay," he said with difficulty, forcing a smile.

As he spoke, his body was still shaking uncontrollably in his arms. In an instant, it was as if a basin of ice water was poured over his head, and as if a fire was burning from the soles of his feet. The mixture of ice and fire was indescribable, and Turner stood frozen on the spot. Forgiveness did not bring comfort, but instead aroused deeper guilt. Turner's heart was broken as he looked at his friend who was hurt by him and had to comfort him. "I, cough cough," Li Yin slowly raised his head, and with a forced smile on his horrible face, he gave Turner another look, "I'm really fine."