"Still the same old rules."
The man in the silver robe clapped his hands.
At once, a string of beautiful girls and boys, wearing only palm-sized pieces of cloth covering their **** and lower bodies, filed out of the darkness.
These people carried all kinds of fruits, cakes, wines, and beverages, stopping beside each cultivator.
"These female and male slaves, you all may take with you as gifts. As for the trade meeting, I as the host can provide the venue, settle required Spirit Jades, authenticate authenticity, and ensure absolute safety. We'll extract a hundred Spirit Jades from each transaction. Any objections?"
The man in the silver robe spoke indifferently.
No one spoke. Most just nodded slowly.
Lin Xin, however, glanced at the group of slaves that had just entered, his gaze lingering slightly on one of the girls, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.
