Nine Thousand King's eyes were shining. It was unknown what he was thinking about. He went silent for a while before saying, "These questions you ask are all related to Sacred Leader. They are all secrets. Even the 10 generals would not know the answers to all of them."
"Does that mean you are not willing to conduct a trade with me?" Han Sen coldly asked.
"It is not like that. I know some of these secrets. If I tell you and you are not satisfied, what will happen then?" Nine Thousand King's eyes looking shiny.
"If it comes to that, we will resume our combat." Han Sen lifted his lips.
Nine Thousand King was scary, and he had a god personality armament. In this universe, he was a top-class elite.
He could not change his mind. He could not deny the fact he was a slave. He was not kind, and he was very stingy. He would not take any loss.
