"What?" a man in the Gambling Stone Hall immediately turned his gaze over, and many eyes unabashedly revealed their lascivious thoughts, sizing up the woman.
This woman was under thirty, possessing both the charm of a mature woman and the figure and beauty of a younger woman, like a peach that was just ripe enough to make one's mouth water.
Five thousand wasn't much for those in the Gambling Stone Hall, but the problem was, wouldn't it necessitate the woman's consent for such a thing?
These days were not the old days when men could sell their wives and daughters with a single word.
The woman, also in disbelief, stared at her husband, her eyes wide with shock. "Du Tao, you beast!"
Smack!
Tong Li'er slapped Du Tao across the face, her gaze icy. "To stoop so low, you really are despicable!"
Du Tao flew into a rage. "I sell my wife, what's it to you . . ."
Smack!
