"Wake him up. We can look for information from him. Also, search his body to see, if he got anything useful" I added.
I haven't taken anything from them after all, there may not be anything valuable in these scum pockets.
The old man searched all over him. He found a small badge, that must belong to his organisation involved in selling slaves except these the man only had his smartphone along with some cigarettes. The man even didn't have a storage ring with him.
The old man took a bucket of ice water and splashed it on the man.
" Aahhhhh" The man groaned in pain as the cold water hit his face.
Opening his eyes he looked around to see teenage kids in front of him, backed by an old man with the slave boy sitting at the corner staring at him. His hand and legs were tied with the chair. Even if he managed to break free, he didn't dare to confront these kids before him who was giving out the aura of 2-Star.
He was scared out of his wits seeing their vicious expression.
