957 Plant a Spy

To be honest, for Lu Shu, there were no benefits that were worth selling his body for, even the Master Realm.

Sun Zhongyang waved his hand and rejected. "I dislike those who sell their body for some benefit the most. Are there any other slaves?"

The manager laughed in disdain. "I will bring a few other slaves. But you must understand that these are the best slaves. They typically have their own reasons for coming to the market. Roamers have no right to enter."

"I mean, do you have any…" Sun Zhongyang heistated. "Good looking slaves who are of excellent quality? It would be best if they are well-educated. Even better if they understand the poems of the king."

When Sun Zhongyang said this, the manager understood.

Suddenly, Lu Shu was speechless. So the palace compared these kinds of slaves… there was no difference with that on Earth, where concubines were compared.