If Xie Juan says he won’t come back, he won’t come back.

It was difficult for Chaohua to gain any favorability, so he had to think of a way on his own, "What has my cousin been doing recently?"

She has no one, so she must raise a secret guard as soon as possible to help her do things.

"The eldest son is going to take up a post in Jingzhao Mansion. He seems a little busy recently." Xiuhe said.

"Well, let's find Ah Lang." Chao Hua thought for a moment and planned to accompany his adopter.

After changing his clothes, he came to the training ground. The slaves who were sold back followed him, there were eight of them in total, including Alang, there were nine.

Chaohua is dressed in a moon-white brocade dress, and her masculine attire makes her look dashing and elegant.

Looking at these secret guards who had not yet left the army, he asked: "You don't have a name yet, do you?"

"Please give me a name from the princess." They are different from Alang. They have been crawling and wallowing at the bottom for more than ten years. Although they are now alone, without a father or a mother, and have nothing, they have grown up in the human world to some extent and know

Human nature knows the distinction between classes and hierarchies.

"Well, let me first tell you what your names were in the past and what masters you had." She wanted to know their past, origins, and whether they were trustworthy.

Several teenagers couldn't help but be surprised. They were all 17 or 18 years old, and they looked even more handsome.

Shen Yu understands her preferences and knows that she likes beautiful and exquisite things. Even a slave must be good-looking to catch her eye.

"My subordinate's name is Linhan. I used to work in restaurants, brothels, and docks. Later I went to the slave farm and became a fighting slave. It was the steward of the slave farm who gave me my name." A young man said first.

After he started, everyone else talked about their experiences, origins, and names.

They are all similar to Linhan. They have neither father nor mother since they were young. Because of their good looks, they worked in brothels and restaurants at the beginning, and even worked as wandering beggars.

When it was A Lang's turn, he also said hurriedly: "Princess, my name is A Lang. I grew up in the forest. My parents are the wolf kings."

"I'm better than them all. If the princess wants me, it's enough for me. Alang can protect you and let them leave the princess' mansion!"

Everyone: "..." What a loud tone!

It hasn't even started yet, so why are you starting to fight for favor?

The eight teenagers from the slave farm couldn't help but glance at the werewolf boy, feeling unconvinced.

When they came out of the slave farm, they were all dressed in rich clothes. They were well fed and well clothed. After a while, they all gained weight and became more beautiful.

Nowadays, all of them have tall and straight figures, red lips and white teeth, and faces like crown jewels. If they can read more books and learn some etiquette rules, they will be no less than those young men from aristocratic families.

"We are also very powerful in the fighting arena. I can kill a wolf king." Linhan said not to be outdone.

These words angered Alang, who suddenly bared his teeth and said, "Then we will have a competition. If you lose, stay away from the princess."

He loves the princess the most and doesn't allow anyone to compete with him.

Alang's eyes were as sharp as a beast.

Linhan glanced at the princess. He wanted to stay with the princess as a close bodyguard and didn't want Alang He to get there first. "Okay."

Several other people were eager to try.

After being well fed and clothed in the princess's mansion, and accompanied by such a beautiful princess, they didn't want to leave, and they didn't want to go back to the dirty, smelly slave farm where they were tortured every day.

They all have their own abilities, and they are not completely without foundation. From a martial arts perspective alone, they are already outstanding.

Considering that he was to be Chaohua's bodyguard, Shen Yu had to make a selection. Firstly, he should be young and good-looking, secondly, he should be strong in martial arts, and thirdly, he should have certain personal skills.

It can be said that they are the boys with the best fighting skills in the slave farm.

Chaohua looked at them and narrowed his eyes slightly, "You can compete, but you are not allowed to hurt anyone. It will stop as soon as you point it out."

"I sold you here not so that you can fight among yourself, but because you have the ability to do things for me."

"You don't just need to know martial arts, have brute strength, and kill wild beasts."

"The person I want must have brains, strategies and means."

It sounds like he is supporting a future powerful minister.

Several people couldn't help but stand in awe.

She was sitting and they were standing, but their aura was not weak at all, especially those beautiful eyes, which were sharp and cold at the moment.
Chapter completed!