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The orc slave trader pulled down the rag covering the iron cage.

Baring the rust-streaked, oily iron cage, and the rabbit people in it.

These rabbit people were all females, their ragged clothes barely covering their vital areas.

Huddled in corners, their bodies were shivering uncomfortably.

The orc slave trader boasted, “My friend, these rabbits are all young and healthy and are great choices for both labor and as pets. Where else can you find obedient slaves like these? What do you think?”

What a human would do with the rabbit girls was the best known to the slave trader.

If they truly wanted slaves for labor, they wouldn’t normally pick these weak rabbits.

Fang Hao said nothing, but circled around the cage.

Looking at the numb, beaten rabbits, he asked: “Are you sure these are healthy?”

The slaves before his eyes didn’t look healthy, and they were not as lively as Eira.

The slave trader heard this.

He picked up his stick, banged it hard on the cage bars, and shouted threats, “Put some energy into it, or I’ll bury you all tonight if you don’t sell.”

The ear-piercing noise from the iron cage caused the curled bodies within to stir slightly.

“Friend, you know, in order to keep them obedient I cannot feed them too much. They are just hungry, certainly not sick.” The slave trader continued to explain.

In order to keep the slaves lethargic.

They would control the food supply, leaving their slaves in a state of not starving but too weak to run.

“My friend, these slaves are young and obedient, and when you don’t need them anymore, you can sell them at a good price. You really won’t make a loss, plus…”

The slave trader kept selling relentlessly on the side.

These slaves were originally scheduled to be transported to the human city for sale, hoping for a good price.

However, news of a possible war in the eastern tribes made them change plans.

They had to sell these slaves as soon as possible.

During their stay in Manim Market, he met the human who had bought the rabbit person before.

He set his sights on Fang Hao.

No matter what, he had to make the current human buyer purchase this batch of slaves, or he would be making a loss.

“My friend, what do you think? Would you like to buy these rabbit girls?” The orc slave trader, with a parched mouth, asked again after licking his dry lips.

Fang Hao looked at the rabbit girls in the cage, then at the slave trader.

He hesitated then asked, “What’s the price?”

“Heh, the old price, sixty Warfire Coins per person.” The slave trader answered with a smirk.

When selling Eira, he had taken sixty short swords in exchange.

So, he now quoted the same price.

He still believed that Fang Hao would accept it since they had a previous transaction.

However, Fang Hao shook his head slightly. “One slave for sixty Warfire Coins. If you’re sticking with this price, you can keep them.”

Iron swords and Warfire Coins were not the same thing.

As far as Fang Hao was concerned, sixty iron swords were merely a day’s consumption, but Warfire Coins were irreplaceable.

Seeing Fang Hao’s objection, the slave trader was slightly taken aback.

They had traded at this price before, why the sudden change?

“As you can see, we have always traded at this price; these slaves are definitely worth it.” The slave trader continued.

Fang Hao was unmoved and countered, “Fixed price, ten Warfire Coins per person, four hundred total for the forty-two people. Take it or leave it, but let’s not waste each other’s time.”

“That’s impossible, we would not make any profit.” The slave trader said loudly.

The value of slaves is not often high.

Especially the feeble, thin, and hairless breed of rabbit people, they were hardly fit enough to be orcs.

They wouldn’t appeal to orcs.

Only by transporting them to human cities could they get a higher price.

Yet Fang Hao’s attitude…

Gave them the impression of indifference, as if he could buy or not buy their wares.

This left the slave trader indecisive.

He had to clear this stock, but the price seemed unbearably low.

Just as the slave trader hesitated and pondered over more pleas, Fang Hao turned and began to walk away.

Which gave the slave trader a jolt, he hastily replied, “Sold, my friend, I’ll sell.”

Upon hearing the slave trader say he would sell, only then did Fang Hao halt his steps.

“Bolton, give him the money.”

Bolton took 4.00 Warfire Coins from his bag and handed them over.

The slave trader took the coins and handed Fang Hao the slave contracts, forty-two in total.

From this moment on, these rabbit girls were under Fang Hao’s ownership.

“Alright, get your spirits up. This human is your new master.” The slave trader boomed, herding every single slave out of the cage and in front of Fang Hao.

This was a crucial step.

Letting the buyer see that their purchased slave was not impaired.

The rabbit girls stood in a line. As the slave trader promised, these chosen rabbit girls were young, and their figures catered to human tastes.

With their lowered heads and drooping ears, they looked spiritless.

Wearing only shabby clothes, they barely concealed their ample chests and perky behinds.

A simple movement exposes a great deal of skin.

Luckily, orcs had different beauty standards, otherwise, these rabbit women would likely not be in this place.

“Take them to the cart and prepare food for them.” Fang Hao ordered.

“Yes, my Lord.” Bolton immediately arranged for people to escort the freshly purchased slaves to where the carriage was parked.

Having dealt with the slaves.

The orc slave trader was still counting the Warfire Coins on the side.

“In future, if there are such Orcs available, regardless of gender, they can be sold to me. It’s the same rate or payable in iron swords.” Fang Hao said quietly.

The slave trader, who was counting Warfire Coins, was slightly surprised.

He confirmed with suspicious eyes, “You also want male rabbit people?”

He thought, this human is really a deviant.

“Yes, not only the Rabbitmen Clan, but I’m also interested in other Orc clans that are similar to humans, those who are easy to manage. I have a large territory that needs to be developed. Do you understand what I mean?” Fang Hao lightly slapped his shoulder.

“Oh, I understand, I understand.” The slave trader replied subconsciously, not knowing if he truly understood.

Immediately after, he added, “Recently, the situation in this region has been a bit chaotic, so the matter of the slaves might be delayed for some time.”

“Hmm, when you deliver the slaves, I will pay you then.” Fang Hao was not in a hurry either.

“Alright, in that case, I will give you a gift as a token of our long-term collaboration.”

The slave trader pulled out a shell from his robe and handed it to Fang Hao.

Fang Hao held it and inquired curiously, “What is this, a seashell?”

“My friend, this is a sound-transmitting shell, a simple and practical tool for sending messages.” The orc slave trader explained.

[Sound-transmitting Shell (Son)]

(Description: Can be used to receive messages from the mother shell.)

Sound-transmitting shells come in pairs, a mother shell and a son shell. Speak into the mother shell, and sound can be heard from the son shell.

In other words, the gift the orc was giving Fang Hao was only for his own convenience when he has merchandise, it was otherwise useless.

The orc was quite shrewd; he knew how to do business.

Fang Hao stored the shell, chatted with the orc for a bit more, and then turned to leave..