A crimson-robed man sat on a boulder, simply nibbling on a blade of grass. However, when Davis appeared, he looked to the side and spat on the simulated grassy field. Not only was there a spatial formation, but there was also a projection that entertained the battle slaves.
This made Davis think that these so-called battle slaves were living luxurious lives.
'Is it because they bring in the most profit…?' Davis wondered between them and pleasure slaves.
Nonetheless, he obviously saw that the Level Seven Immortal was looking down on him, perhaps hoping to disgust him away so that a mortal human doesn't own him as a slave.
"So this is the Burning Phoenix that dared to do vile things to the City Lord's daughter. He must've gotten quite close to that daughter if he was able to spike her food."
