Divorce Only Makes a Son-in-Law Stronger

Chapter 295 292: Slave Fighting Arena

"Holy Poison Sect Saintess?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan silently frowned and tossed a cigarette to the old man.

"Thank you, thank you, kind person from Xia Country..."

The old man, as if he'd received a treasure, held the cigarette under his nose, greedily inhaling its scent with a face full of longing.

"If you don't have a light, I've got a lighter here."

Lin Fan was made uncomfortable by the man's sleazy demeanor, giving him goosebumps all over.

He couldn't be bothered to pretend any longer, so he flipped his wrist, like performing a trick, and pulled out a cheap, waterproof, windproof lighter.

"No, I can't smoke now; I'll wait until it's deep into the night... Otherwise, it'll attract those bastards' attention."

Under the keen gaze of others, the old man quickly shook his head and carefully hid the cigarette against his body.

"Young brother, you two are new here and don't know the miserable life of being slave fighters."

The uncle smiled wryly.

"Let alone cigarettes and alcohol, sometimes even food is in short supply. Only the victors of each slave fighting match have the right to enjoy everything."

"Delicacies, stunning beauties, piles of money... Apart from leaving, they can fulfill all your desires."

"So, once someone wins, they don't want to leave, right?"

Hearing this, Lin Fan nodded thoughtfully and tossed another cigarette to the uncle.

"I know this year's Saintess responsible for rotating on Prison Island is a stunning beauty named Xue He."

"She is a key figure cultivated by the Holy Poison Sect. She was poisoned as a child, and as she matures, the poison activates, requiring men's, um, company, to alleviate the pain..."

At this moment, a fat man with a lecherous smile popped his head out from a corner and said mysteriously.

"Zhenzong, are you talking nonsense, trying to trick people out of their cigarettes?"

"Is that true? That's so low; how could she call herself a saintess?"

The others couldn't bear it any longer, loudly expressing their disbelief and excitement.

After all, in this sunless cargo hold, topics about women always garner the most interest among men.

"Believe it or not, I come from Asakusa Temple in Sakura Country, a lay disciple of Master Feilong, and have some connections with the Iguchi Pharmaceutical Group in Sakura Country."

The man, known as Zhenzong, snorted, looking eagerly at Lin Fan, but didn't continue speaking.

"So, my brother is from the famous Asakusa Temple. What an honor."

Lin Fan felt a stir in his heart and casually threw a cigarette over.

"Hehe, my skills were inadequate. I failed the monastery's assessments and was expelled... I overheard Master Feilong and President Iguchi Tama of the Iguchi Pharmaceutical Group talking, and that's how I found out she's one of the twelve Holy Poison Sect Saintesses!"

Zhenzong quickly took the cigarette, clamped it in his mouth, and closed his eyes in enjoyment.

He didn't notice the slight squint of Lin Fan's eyes, which then returned to normal.

"You talk so much, what does it have to do with that saintess named Xue He?"

The pale-faced young man furrowed his brows, clearly spurred by curiosity, and urged unhappily.

"Of course, it's related. President Iguchi Tama was the Guardian Island Saintess last year. Recently, she returned to Sakura Country, allowing me to overhear this insider information."

Zhenzong rolled his eyes and smiled mysteriously.

"I also overheard her say that the Saintess rotating next is the most troublesome one in the Holy Poison Sect, Xue He, who's scandalous and ruthless, a formidable opponent, always seeking to claim the title of Holy Daughter Envoy."

"If it hadn't been discovered by accident, I wouldn't have been sent here to risk my life with you, hmph!"

He shook his head reluctantly, having revealed all he knew, and retreated to the corner.

"Since we are all confined together, it's fate. If we meet on the stage, I hope you will go easy on the two of us brothers."

Seeing no others speaking up,

Lin Fan felt slightly disappointed. He exchanged a glance with Shi Potian, then handed out the cigarettes to ensure everyone had one, preventing infighting.

This considerate gesture quickly won them favor with the others, elevating their relationship swiftly.

Through introductions, Lin Fan learned that the pale-faced young man was named Amirno, from Tianzhu.

He's a high-caste mixed-blood, claiming to have some royal blood.

He came to participate in the slave fighting tournament purely on the guise of a friend's urging.

Apparently, his girlfriend was seduced by someone, trying to trap him into this place to fend for himself...

Lin Fan expressed some sympathy, and Shi Potian echoed with sympathy as well.

Turning away, the two almost couldn't stop their mouths from twitching.

"I'm a Xia descendant from Da Ma, considered half a local, trained in Southern Mo Family Boxing... If you don't mind, you can call me Uncle Hui."

The uncle's attitude was visibly more close and amiable than others.

His gaze towards Lin Fan and Shi Potian was also more friendly.

"Uncle Hui, why did you end up fighting in the slave tournament?"

Lin Fan glanced at his opponent's especially wide-jointed hands, puzzled.

"I'm here to avenge my son Ah Yong."

Uncle Hui fell silent for a moment, his eyes turning sad.

"This time last year, he was provoked, coaxed into signing up... and then in the ring, a Goryeo man crushed his throat directly!"

"Ah Yong had already conceded defeat, could have forfeit to survive, but the other party was ferocious and didn't spare him..."

Uncle Hui turned his back while speaking, wiping his eyes.

"How can you be sure you'd meet your enemy?"

Lin Fan grew silent, but couldn't hold back his curiosity.

"That Goryeo man's name is Jiang Taiyan, said to be the older brother of Jiang Taizhong, the chief bodyguard of Goryeo's Blue House, also fellow disciples."

Uncle Hui turned back, revealing red eyes, his voice now hoarse.

"He was in the top ten of the last tournament. As long as I can make it to the finals, I can challenge him directly!"

"Jiang Taizhong... I've heard of that name. Recently, in the Xia Country Imperial City, I heard that guy got in trouble for his misdeeds and was taken out."

Lin Fan's expression became slightly strange, pausing before revealing the truth.