Huang An was contemplating the meaning and emotion behind Luo Xing's words.
After all, Luo Xing's move carried hints of "offloading bad assets".
Among these youngsters, none practiced martial arts.
Even more, Huang An daringly guessed that not a single one among them was literate.
Each one was scrawny, pale-faced and skinny, most of them bare-chested with only rags around their lower bodies covering their private parts.
Upon closer inspection, these skinny monkeys had protruding bones in the area between their necks and chests, dark and dirty.
Half-grown lads, hungry mouths to feed.
These were people in their prime eating years. Might it be that these three elder brothers couldn't afford to keep them and so tossed them to me?
Yet, there was no change in Huang An's expression, and he didn't voice any refusal.
He was indeed in need of men presently.
Similarly, his master who had suddenly risen to a high position was also very short-handed.