"Are you a passing caravan?" The other party seemed skeptical but did not make a move. The young Fox-tail Species members following her were still somewhat frightened, gripping their firearms anxiously, fingers nervously resting on the triggers.
"Yes, we are just passing by. We were wondering if you might be interested in some exchange of goods." Guy stepped forward to negotiate.
The other party glanced at the goods they were hauling, their gaze lingering slightly.
"We do indeed need some goods. We just captured a lot of spoils from the Wolf Blood Species. If you're interested in buying their corpses, we can offer a discount."
"Ahem, no need for the bodies. We don't dare trade in the corpses of the Wolf Blood Species." Guy waved his hand.
"Haha, that's because you're too timid. In the past, many caravans engaged in this trade." The other party's tone relaxed slightly now.
"You can send three people with me; I'll show you the goods available for exchange."
