Jiang Fei ignored Pang Xueqing who was behind him. He went to the small square that was filled with stalls. Pang Xueqing did not say anything. She followed behind Jiang Fei like a small tail. She neither helped him nor caused him any trouble.
Jiang Fei walked and stopped in the middle of the stalls. These stalls were usually filled with the toys of fierce beasts. Although the dragon race enslaved all the races, the fierce beasts were among the races, battles between ferocious beasts and mixed-blood DRAKONIDS also happened from time to time. Therefore, ferocious beasts often died in battle, and their corpses became the spoils of war for others.
“What is this?”Jiang Fei suddenly stopped in front of a stall. He did not think that this thing was very good. He was just curious because he had never seen this thing before.
