Ji Hao glanced at that scrawny man.
This man, who was wearing a ragged piece of leather, politely bowed to Ji Hao. His flattering face was dotted by around ten mottled dark spots.
This was a half-blooded creature, produced by a human being and a non-humankind creature. In human clans, the place for this kind of half-blooded creatures was extremely low; they were even lowlier than those Jurassic beasts which were raised as livestock. Normally, all dirty, exhausting and dangerous works would be assigned to them.
This one was hiding among those captured non-humankind slaves all the way. Just now, when Ji Hao was dragooning those Ink Ape Clan warriors who had almost rose in revolt, he had been watching all the time. Now, he abruptly showed up and placed quite a fortune in front of Ji Hao.
“What does this mean?” Ji Hao shook the leather bag holding in his hand and asked.