"Good! You're sensible!"
Chen Xiaobei nodded and accepted the slave trader's gift.
The North city's Hidden Dragon Pavilion!
This force had extraordinary significance!
The people of the hidden Dragon Pavilion were arrogant and overbearing. If Chen Xiaobei had been more polite, he would have incurred their suspicion.
Being unreasonable and refusing to pay would only make people believe that Chen Xiaobei was from the Crouching Dragon Pavilion.
"Chi ..."
The slave trader took the chains from Grand deity Zhen Yuan and handed them to Chen Xiaobei with both hands. &Quot; "Thank you for your honor, my Lord ... This slave belongs to you from now on!"
Grand deity Zhen Yuan was wearing a collar around his neck, and this chain was connected to his collar.
The slave trader's actions were like he was pulling a dog.