"Emma smitch, do you think she'll survive for a month?" the maid who spoke earlier asked, eyeing Yun Suhaila with a sinister smile.
"Who knows? But if she doesn't die in a month, the Young Master's interest will surely fade. By then, we can sell her somewhere else and make another fortune," the maid named Emma Smitch said, pinching Yun Suhaila's cheek with a look of anticipation.
"Where are you going to sell me..." Yun Suhaila asked in terror, struggling weakly but without any strength.
"Where? Naturally, to an interesting place." The two maids laughed loudly and left, closing the wooden door with a bang, leaving Yun Suhaila trembling on the bed.
Leaning on the beam, Blaze Regret's eyes flashed coldly. This Draconic Spirit Hunters group was rotten to the core, even the two lowly maids were so brazen.
"Creak~"