Chapter 517, Little Deermen_1

Soon enough,

Fang Hao's entourage, carrying carts of newly manufactured weapons and armor,

arrived at the agreed temporary campsite.

Outside the campsite was a low wall made of stone and mud. Beyond the wall were several wooden buildings and many orcs.

Numerous fully armored Taurens surrounding the area were coldly watching the slave traders.

When Fang Hao and the others appeared on the horse cart,

They saw a well-dressed orc with gold chains and rings rush over from a distance.

He kept babbling as he came closer.

"Honored noble friend, you've finally arrived. You have no idea, the great difficulties we underwent to find enough slaves to fulfill your request."

Fang Hao had some trouble distinguishing between his orcish kind.

Apart from some unique features, they all looked quite similar.

However, listening to the tone and way he spoke,

He could confirm the identity of the orc in front of him—he was the slave trader he'd been working with all this time.