Chapter 70: Tools and Trash
Chapter 70: Tools and Trash
The warehouse today was different from others.
For one, it was packed full. Roderick had gathered the others from different warehouses.
While the slaves had no choice but to bunch up together for the lecture, one person had a free spot.
Of course, it was Oliver.
Roderick had him dangling from the hooks that had been plunged into his ankles—upside down.
There were many that pitied him. But many more, especially the new slaves—after hearing his offense from the others—felt proud of him.
"It's high time someone stuck it to the so-called Vaelcrest masters... I like that kid."
"Yeah... I only wish I had as much balls as he does, to pull such a stunt."
"Don't make me laugh... look at how he is suffering. They say he has been that way for two days now. If it was you, you would have died by now."
The slaves whispered amongst themselves. But just like some praised him, there were others that looked down on him.
"Yes... he deserves it. Master Roderick is even nice. If it was me, I would have already put the little trash out of his misery."