At this point, Meng Zhuo suddenly spoke up: "You should probably sit down and watch the transaction, Namila. Whether something is needed or not isn't up to you or us to decide."
Although his face was still friendly, his words lacked courtesy.
Nakula furrowed his brows and pulled Namila down to sit.
Suddenly, Nakula froze as he was holding Namila's arm. His face turned serious, and he swiftly turned to look behind him. All he saw were a multitude of orc heads.
He rubbed the goosebumps that had suddenly popped up on his skin. He had clearly sensed a strong killing intent, and moreover...
It had come from behind him, where the orcs from the Nacha Tribe sat.
"Since everyone is ready, I will check the items for trade and determine the order of transactions after," Mu Qing's words brought Nakula back to reality.
