"That's right! Two thousand! We will trade two thousand slaves!" Fang Qiu immediately said when he saw that the demons had finally wavered.
However, the two demons suddenly laughed out loud.
"You want to send us away with two thousand slaves? Or do you think that the daughter of the Blizzard City's city lord and the son of the Iron Blood Mercenary Group's leader are only worth two thousand slaves?" The taller demon of the two sneered as he looked at Fang Qiu's pale face. A trace of cruelty surfaced in his eyes.
"You… how did you know…" Fang Qiu was stunned. The behavior of advanced-ranked demons was no different from that of humans. They could even hide in the crowd and not be discovered.
