When the words "Room 3" came out, Xiaoshan visibly trembled. It was the most filthy place here. Few of the slaves who were sent in to serve the guests could make it out alive.

He quickly grabbed Mu Xue's clothes and said eagerly: "Buy me, sister. I can do everything, I can make money, I don't eat much, and I can earn back my worth of spiritual stones."

Although he is extremely smart, he is still just a child after all.

When the bald man reached out to pull him, he held on to Mu Xue's shirt tightly and his tone had lost its calmness and order.

"Really, I can do everything, wash clothes, clean the yard, I... I am also very strong. Buy me. I don't want to go to room three."

"I'm talking nonsense about you. You have an arm like a stick, but you're so strong. Let me go! If you don't let me go, see how I kill you."

The bald man's palm has already been swung down with the sound of wind.

But in mid-air, a cold mechanical arm held his wrist.

"The master said you can't touch this man." A tin puppet who appeared at an unknown time spoke.

The bald man is tall and strong, as big as a mountain. His cultivation level is considered very high among the thugs in the goods street. He is already a monk in the foundation building stage.

But this little puppet, which was no taller than a tea cup, stretched out its thin arms as long as a pipe, and effortlessly held the bald man's arm firmly, restraining him from moving at all.

Mu Xue even held her hands behind her back and didn't even pinch a magical weapon. It was just one of the magical weapons she used casually.
Chapter completed!