C1008 A Familiar Name

"No!"

Wan Shaan clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His nails dug deep into his palms. His eyes were bloodshot. The scene in his mind made him not only angry at the country that had enslaved him, but also furious at himself.

His voice was hoarse and full of grief and indignation.

When the slaves in the cages heard Wan Shaan's angry roar