Zhang Heng didn't expect Gabi to take him directly to Makruz's residence.

The latter's Domus was not in the gladiator school, but diagonally across the street, in a good location.

The so-called domus refers to the mansions of the rich, and unlike the villas of modern society, the domus looks more like a small fortress, shaped a bit like a shell, with almost no windows, and does not look like the apartments with balconies that the commoners live.

Zhang Heng followed Gabi into the door, through the entrance, and came to the front hall, although there are no windows, but the light inside is good, this is because the front hall has no roof, this design can not only let the sun shine down, but also collect rainwater.

On rainy days, the rain flows down the mouths of several statues at the edge of the roof, and falls right on a square rain-bearing pool.

The rain-bearing cistern can be used as a decoration, allowing the sparkling waves to reflect on the surrounding walls, adding to the atmosphere, and connecting to the underground water tank, which ensures that a domus can have water at all times, while the commoners living in apartment buildings have to go to the wells and fountains in the city to fetch water.

Zhang Heng didn't expect Makruz to stand in the front hall waiting for him, and when he saw him appear, he immediately walked over enthusiastically and grabbed his shoulder.

This can be called a shocking act in the eyes of the other Romans, the master himself came out to greet the slaves, and made a gesture that only friends can do, and what is even more rare is that there is no reluctance on Makrus's face, as if all this is natural, completely visceral.

Now he looks kind and full of affinity, and he is simply two people who sat on the balcony on the second floor, looking condescendingly at the slaves under his feet.

But just when all this was in full swing, a cold snort ruined the atmosphere of the host and guest.

Zhang Heng had already noticed the girl standing on the second floor, and when he walked into the front hall, the other party's face became gloomy, and when Makruz put his arm around Zhang Heng's shoulder, the girl stomped her foot directly, turned her head and returned to the house.

"Oh, that's my second daughter, Dorma." Makruz introduced, "Don't take it to heart, I've been busy with the gladiator school, and I don't have time to care about her, so she has developed this wild nature, let's go to the reception room." ”

Gabi seemed to be a little worried about the safety of Makruz and said, "Master...... Do you want to find a few more people? ”

"It's okay," Makruz waved his hand, "Zhang Heng is his own person, and with his skills, if he really wants to kill me, the person you are looking for may not be able to stop him." ”

Gabi bowed down and said no more.

Makruz smiled again and said, "Let's go, let's go to the reception room." ”

Compared to the vestibule, the reception room is a little dimly lit, but once the eye adjusts to this dim light, you can see the murals on the walls and the mosaic tiles underfoot, which are quite colorful.

Of course, the most conspicuous thing was the large and imposing table, and the jewel-encrusted chair behind it, on which Makruz was now sitting, and he pointed to another stool opposite.

So Zhang Heng sat down unceremoniously.

"Interesting, I asked Gabby and the other people who were in charge of contacting the slave traders and sightings, and they couldn't remember who bought you that day." Makruz looked at Zhang Heng as he spoke.

"So?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.

"So I guess that's a good thing, because it means that no one knows about your past, and we can do something on this to increase your attraction to the audience mystery, which is a good thing, and has a fatal attraction to women, but now you don't have enough mystery, I can ask people to release some ambiguous gossip, such as that you are a prince of some country in the East, or a general, or something, and you were plotted to be exiled to Rome, and then unfortunately became a slave and were sold to the arena, Every woman loves a story like this, and it inspires compassion in them......"

Makruz talked eloquently, but when he said halfway through with great interest, he found that Zhang Heng didn't react, and patted his head again, "Oh, haven't I said it yet, I want you to be the new ace of the Victor Arena, do you know Sisnatus, when he was still in the gladiator school, he was the most popular and admired person in the whole of Rome, and I can give you everything he once had, no, I can give you everything more than he has, and make you even more famous than him." ”

"And what am I going to give?" Zhang Heng asked.

"Victories, lots of victories, non-stop victories," Makruz leaned back, "I want nothing more from you than victories, my friend, of course, we also need your cooperation to do some propaganda when necessary." ”

"I'm your slave, you can order me directly for this kind of thing, and if it doesn't work, you can also threaten me with death." Zhang Hengdao.

"No, no, no, I didn't treat you as a slave, you're different from those guys," Makruz said, taking out a bottle of wine and two glasses from under the table, "Those who know me well know that I have a special respect for talents, as long as you are capable, I will respect you, not to mention why I think you are a little special from the first time I saw you, I don't mean physiognomy, this feeling is more like soul, I like you, really, and I think we can definitely do something great together, Your strength, coupled with my operations, will make all of Rome go crazy for you. ”

Makruz poured the wine into two glasses and said enthusiastically, "Taste it, this is a wine from Persia." ”

After Zhang Heng took the cup and drank it, he continued, "Now that we are friends, you can tell me if you have any requirements and needs, beauty, wine...... Or anything else, as long as it's within my reach, I can satisfy you. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Heng put down his wine glass and said, "I want to go out and breathe." ”

"No problem, you can just leave the gladiator school, just talk to Gabi." Makrus nodded without much hesitation, he was not worried about Zhang Heng escaping, the latter had no relatives in Rome, and his appearance was very distinctive, plus he was now starting to become famous, so it was even more difficult to escape.

However, Zhang Heng didn't want to leave for the time being, he mainly wanted to get back the things stored outside, and it was not without good things as he became famous, at least it seemed that Makruz still wanted to maintain a relatively close relationship with him, that is to say, the latter should no longer covet what he was, and Zhang Heng wanted to visit ancient Rome after being bored in the gladiator school for so many days.

"Anything else?" Makruz said thoughtfully.

"Also, I don't want to date anyone." Zhang Hengdao.

Hearing this, Makruz gradually put away his smile, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.