There really is something shady hidden in this, and it’s not necessarily strong. It’s still unclear who is whose ‘grandfather’!

Thinking about it this way, Li Wei's heart suddenly stopped.

Picking up the random ring and licking it, the magic power in the saliva automatically blocked the 'eating' of the ring...

This piece of shit was stuffed into the scales on the shoulder, leaving only a corner of the black gem exposed, like a decoration prepared by a red-robed mage for his salted fish pet.

At this moment, their destination also arrived.

One of the two major slave exchanges in Carlin City.

The entire exchange is a structure made of wood and iron, but it is obviously old, the wooden piles are dull in color, and the iron is full of rust.

Maybe he saw Fischer's neat and low-key but luxurious red robe, coupled with the jackal Hotz and the heavily armored knight 'guard' Alley beside him.

He was holding three murlocs, obviously treating him as a major patron.

In fact, apart from the somewhat eye-catching physique of Fischer, who is not like a mage at all, he is really average-looking. Coupled with his restrained magic power, it is almost difficult for ordinary people to distinguish what kind of mage he is.

But everything is set off. In comparison, the nearly nine-foot-tall Jackal Hotz next to him seems much more intimidating. The tin-can-like Alley next to him also gives people the feeling that strangers are not allowed to enter.

Even if Li Wei were walking on the street in his current salty form, with two of these things behind him, he would still be regarded as a boss by others.

The two thugs on both sides of the exchange quickly saluted respectfully. One of them signaled his companion to quickly call someone to receive the guests, while he quickly smiled and asked:

"Dear guests, what do you need?"

Fischer, on the other hand, put on the look of a wealthy tycoon and waved his hand arrogantly:

"Just call your boss to come see me."

The thug was stunned, instinctively feeling angry at being ignored, but because he was worried about offending some untouchable beings, he delayed a potential big business, causing himself to be imprisoned in those iron fences and even

He was immediately thrown into the sea, and he quickly ran in with his head bowed without saying a word.

Before anyone could arrive at the slave exchange, Li Wei and his group of 'monsters' had already walked straight in.

Although he had met many slaves before, this was his first serious visit to such a place.

He had imagined this kind of place before traveling through time, and even thought that this kind of place might be quite sexy, such as an orc girl, a well-trained elf slave, and so on.

But the real slave trading place...especially the slave trading place in this kind of city-state in this era is really quite realistic...

At first glance, it looks like a pig farm...

No... maybe those pig farms are neater and cleaner than this place.

Behind the copper-smelling fence, slaves were either cowering in a group or with empty eyes, crowded into a square grid that was obviously overloaded, and some unknown objects were piled in the corners.

Even if there are some female slaves who are half-clothed, and some even take the initiative to show off their bodies in an attempt to get merchants to buy them, they will never live a normal life if they look like they haven’t bathed in a long time and have lice in their hair.

Have any other interests.

Just as Fischer and the others were secretly frowning, several servants came out pushing a cart of piled corpses. Most of them had fresh injuries, and there was even a half-elf among them.

Levi suddenly realized that these should be the "free goods" picked up by the slave merchants from yesterday's battlefield.

But they didn't give it any treatment at all, they just left it there. If it could heal itself, it would be considered a profit. It didn't cost much to just push the dead one out and burn it.

Unfortunately, just as the corpse truck passed by them, Levi's eyes suddenly narrowed.

He glanced sideways at the scaled pendant stuck on his shoulder, as if he had discovered something interesting.

So like an uncultured fish-man, he spat on the dirty ground.
Chapter completed!