Medical Genius Unspeakable Marriage (Matthew Larson) novel Chapter 3595

Weston's eyes, full of authority, swept across his subordinates.

"I mean everyone on this island. The ones you dragged back as slaves, the ones who mysteriously vanished—I don't care what methods you use. There were originally 15,000 people on this island. I want to see at least 8,000 of them here."

Weston's weighty command made the expressions of the men behind him shift uneasily.

"Weston, are we really going to free those people?" one of them asked. "If we stop using them as slaves, what will we do afterward? Those two just said a few words in passing—I don't think we need to take it so seriously."

A burly, bearded man stepped forward, fixing his eyes on Weston.

He knew all too well: if Weston truly obeyed those two strangers and released all the island's slaves, then their days of exploiting free labor would be over. There'd be no more idle enjoyment, no more nightly raids to snatch up a pretty woman. In fact, in his own home, he had over a hundred slaves—dozens of them women he used to satisfy his desires.

Weston looked calmly at the bearded man before him. Of course, he knew exactly what this guy was thinking.

He also knew that nearly everyone here had slaves in their homes—some treated them slightly better, while others regarded them as less than animals.

But to ask them to give all that up? None of them would do it willingly.

Suddenly—

"Ugh!"

The bearded man's eyes bulged, and a groan of pain escaped his lips.

Standing before him with a calm expression, Weston casually tossed aside a bloodstained dagger.

If he wanted these people to behave, fear was the only way.

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