However, Yu Su's plan didn't proceed smoothly. Suddenly, weak coughs erupted from the cage where the slaves were confined.
'Young Master!' The slaves who had been glaring at Yu Su turned panicked, revealing a young man hidden behind them.
Leaning against the wooden fence, the young man had a flushed face, appearing frail, clearly suffering from a serious illness.
The slave vendor clicked his tongue disapprovingly, cursing his bad luck, and turned around to scold them.
Yu Su, who had intended to leave, halted. Initially, he had no intention of acquiring these slaves, even though they seemed physically robust and strong.
However, the situation had changed. These troublesome slaves unexpectedly had a leader among them.
After a moment's thought, Yu Su spoke, 'He seems to be injured, with signs of inflammation and fever. If not treated promptly, he might not last through the night.'
The slaves shuddered, and one of them turned to look at Yu Su, scrutinizing him.
'Are you a disciple of the witch doctor?' he asked.
'Being a disciple of the witch doctor is nothing. Yu Su is the heir of our Mountain God,' proudly declared Yu Mang.
Heir of the Mountain God?
After some contemplation, the man decided to abandon complex thoughts and directly asked, 'Can you save our Young Master?'
Yu Su didn't confirm or deny but simply said, 'It's not difficult.'
The man's eyes lit up. 'I beg you to save him!'
Observing this, the slave vendor, too, looked at Yu Su with some expectation. He didn't believe the young man could be saved, but if Yu Su was willing to take the risk, he was more than happy.
Yu Su smiled without saying a word.
Fortunately, the slave wasn't foolish. He spoke to Yu Su, 'As long as you save our Young Master, we will follow your lead in the future!'
Yu Su replied, 'How do I know that after I save him, you won't regret your decision?'
Seemingly more respected among the group, the slave discussed with the others and then said to Yu Su, 'We can swear to our deity. It's the highest oath in our village, and we will never go back on our word.'
Considering the people's faith in gods during this period, Yu Su somewhat believed him. Besides, winning hearts and minds had to be done step by step; you couldn't eat a whole pie at once.
However, he pretended to hesitate and didn't immediately agree.
Seeing that Yu Su seemed somewhat swayed, the vendor, afraid he might change his mind and leave, hurriedly said, 'If you're willing to take them, I can further lower the price. The little one will be free.'
Yu Su was waiting for these words, feigning a persuaded expression. 'Alright.'
In the end, Yu Su exchanged these several slaves, including the young man, for a lower price than initially offered. In total, there were seven people.
'Follow me,' Yu Su instructed the seven.
The leading slave carried the young man on his back, and the group silently followed Yu Su.
When Yu Su was exchanging slaves, both Lu Yan and Yu Meng didn't utter a word from start to finish, completely following Yu Su's lead.
Now that they had left the slave market, Yu Meng finally couldn't hold back, "Yu Su, can this person really be saved?"
Yu Su glanced at the young man behind him, "Yes, bring him back to the thatched hut first."
Relieved by Yu Su's words, the tense bodies of the slaves relaxed once again. They obediently followed Yu Su back to the thatched huts where the people of Yu Village lived.
Others were surprised to see Yu Su bringing back seven slaves.
"Why did Yu Su exchange for so many slaves?"
"One of them seems to be on the brink of death."
The village chief came out from the thatched huts, puzzled about the situation. He had known that Yu Su was going to exchange for slaves, but he didn't expect them to bring back someone on the verge of death.
Yu Su explained, "This person was a gift from the vendor, but I can save him."
Once they heard it was a gift, the village chief didn't have any objections. He instructed them to take the person into the thatched hut.
Yu Su had the slave who was carrying the young man put him down.
A few anxious slaves said, 'Our young master can't hold on much longer. Please save him quickly!'
Squatting down, Yu Su examined the young man's condition.
There was an infected wound on the young man's leg, already festering. It required removing the necrotic flesh, stopping the bleeding, and treating the inflammation – a series of steps that needed to be done quickly.
Yu Su cleared the area first, not allowing so many people in the thatched hut.
He then had Yu Meng and Lu Yan clear a clean space, fetched the necessary tools, and boiled them for sterilization.
After finishing these preparations, he handed a wooden stick to the young man to bite on and asked Lu Yan and Yu Meng to hold him down.
"Yu Meng, what are you going to do?"
"You'll know in a moment. Hold him down, don't let go."
After saying this, Yu Su began the process of removing the necrotic flesh.
He had never done such a thing before, but with the assistance of the all-sciences elf, precise scanning, and accurate knife work, it was a task he handled easily.
Moreover, being someone who practiced martial arts, his hands were steady, and the knife was swift. Dealing with this bit of necrotic flesh was a piece of cake.
With the village chief having found a dagger from who knows where, it was sharp and easy to use.
In no time, the necrotic flesh from the young man's wound was removed.
While doing these things, Lu Yan and Yu Meng stood by, watching Yu Su in amazement.
Especially Lu Yan, he felt that every move Yu Su made was quite captivating.
Even though the flesh under Yu Su's knife was bloody and nauseating, the calm and agile movements with which Yu Su wielded the knife, along with his composed expression that didn't furrow his brows at the bloody scene, emitted a unique and enchanting charm. Lu Yan couldn't help but be captivated, not willing to blink his eyes.
Author's Note:[Seeking collection, recommendations, and branches.]"