Seeing that Wang Ling had spoken up, Old Hao was momentarily taken aback, but he couldn't help but feel delighted inside. ...
After all, even if he took these human slaves back and raised them for some time, the profits he could earn might not reach ten times the cost. But the fact that Wang Ling was willing to pay ten times the price upfront was like a pie falling from the sky for him.
Old Hao quickly smiled and said, "Sir, if you're interested in these human slaves, just say the word, and I'll give them to you."
Of course, this was just Old Hao being polite. He wasn't thinking that way at all. Regardless of whether the other party was a Demon Monarch-level powerhouse or not, that had little to do with him. He was mainly concerned with how to fill his own pockets.
"Oh?" Wang Ling smiled, "If that's the case, then go ahead and give them to me."