In this group of barbarians, even women and children can endure torture. What kind of environment could possibly produce such a terrifying yet admirable people?
"I'm not here for the money."
Through the Soul Seal, Qin Tian could perceive Old Neil's thoughts.
Not for the money?
Old Nelson was stunned for a moment. If it's not for the money, could it be for an old guy like me?
Smack
Qin Tian kicked Old Nelson on the behind, knocking him to the ground, and said coldly:
"With that ugly face of yours, who would actually fancy you?"
Old Nelson lifted his head suddenly, shocked and frightened in his heart.
The master can actually see his thoughts?
What is this, mind reading?
Old Nelson quickly stood up, nervously admitting his mistake:
"I'm sorry, Master."
Qin Tian gave him a cold glance. For such heartless slave merchants without any moral baseline, he had no reason to show a pleasant face.
"Have either of you seen this woman before?"
