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EP.94 Scheduled Slaves Rebellion (2)

Before the auction began.

Contrary to the fervent atmosphere of the banquet hall, the atmosphere in the underground prison was dark and gloomy.

The underground prison, a temporary space where slaves to be sold at auction were confined.

Various races were gathered in the underground prison.

From the moment they entered, they were deprived of the right to be respected as li ...

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