"What are you looking at?" Seeing Ye Mi like that, Ye Kun couldn't help but look over in the same direction, stunned. "Mi, do you know them?"
He saw only two people dressed in what appeared to be very expensive attire, a man and a woman, who looked like they must be from a major tribe or perhaps from a first-class city, as countless people were trying to trade with them.
"Father, Zhi, don't you feel," Ye Mi stared at the face of the girl, "that she looks a lot like our sister?"
Hearing Ye Mi's words, the people of the Canglan Tribe around them all glanced toward the woman.
The Canglan Tribe had been attacked by the Wolf Tribe. In the end, they could only flee for their lives, and along the way, many more of their tribespeople died. Finally, they arrived at a first-class city. Although they joined the city, they were very clear about their status, nothing more than a vassal's slave.
Whether they lived or died, the people of the first-class city didn't care at all.
