Nie Li forced his way through the crowd.
The leading clansman of the Sky Origin Divine Clan said in resentment, “President Lin, we just wish for a fair price. These few youths are the geniuses among our tribes. If it wasn’t for us landing in such a predicament, we would definitely not be willing to let them become slaves!”
“Fair price? Our price is already fair enough! If anyone is willing to offer a higher price than us, you can sell them to them!” Said a middle-aged man wearing silver luxurious clothing.