Along the way, the young man caused no more trouble, quietly leading Fangsheng to the dining area. Though frivolous in manner, this was his first time dealing with a Transcendent. Yet he was not a complete fool; upon seeing those eyes, he finally understood the warnings he had been given when he first got this job—that when dealing with anyone wearing a custom Obsidian Collar, leg irons, handcuffs, and a muzzle, it was best to rein in one's temper and show some restraint.
Even if these vicious jackals were bound by shackles forged from obsidian, what if something went wrong?
They soon reached the dining room. Fangsheng stepped into the small chamber built of black bricks and allowed the young man to remove his muzzle and handcuffs. He then sat down obediently on a crude wooden stool, grabbed a piece of bread with his bare hands, completely abandoning all table manners, and began to devour it ravenously.
Chapter 252