As the voice fell, Luo Yan could distinctly feel those gray, cloudy pupils gradually brightening up, reigniting the hope for life.
These goblins didn't care about being openly priced; after all, they had been dealt with like this since birth, even being passed around several times in the Slave Market.
A 1000 Kela goblin and a 100 Kela goblin were not the same...
This seemed more persuasive than any fancy rhetoric, convincing those who were originally anxious in an instant.
Luo Yan keenly noticed this and finally a smile appeared on his lips.
It was pointless to offer pie in the sky to the dead.
If these guys didn't even hope to live, convinced that they were just cannon fodder, then speaking of tomorrow was of no use.
But now it was different.
Every goblin's heart was ignited with a desire to survive, not just panic about whether they could stay alive.
For such ones, Luo Yan could bestow upon them even more —
Such as a reason to fight.
