The bag contained spices, a luxury only found on Earth, which made them particularly valuable on Otherworld and were classified by Earth nations as luxury goods. The moment the slaver caught the scent of the spices, I could see his eyes light up.
The translator seemed to strongly oppose this trade. He urgently advised Dr. An Liang, claiming that one pack of spices could purchase two slaves of her kind. Dr. An Liang, however, seemed unmoved. He looked at me quietly, apparently asking for my opinion.
I looked at the rabbit-eared girl, and it seemed like she realized I intended to buy her. She fixed her large eyes on me with a haggard gaze. At that moment, my heart twitched. I whispered to myself that if I couldn't buy her today, I may never be able to get past the shadow this would cast on my life.
