860 Female Slave Owner

Rank One was not the peak. Above it were the Lords of Heaven, then the King of Gods.

"If you want to train," said Zhang Weiyu as he glanced at Lu Shu, "you have to enter the Lord of Heaven's imperial palace. If not, you might only be able to reach Rank Two as a slave of the aristocrats before you die. What's the point?"

Lu Shu looked at Zhang Weiyu. Hm? He actually had some foresight!

"But to enter the palace, you have to be castrated, heh heh." Zhang Weiyu laughed maliciously.

Lu Shu was dumbfounded. "Die?"

Zhang Weiyu rolled his eyes. "You illiterate. Castrate. The 'shi' in 'shi li'. It means to neuter."

Lu Shu was dumbfounded. He recalled that something like this had happened in the past back on Earth. Castrate, neuter, spay…