An Jin spread the crumpled piece of paper out on the stone table. "Look, it's a request to purchase a female, but the contents..."
"Purchase a female?" Xi leaned over the table. The confused words slipped out before he could even read the paper clearly. "Selling a precious female... isn't that something only small, poor tribes that can't protect themselves would do?"
"Why would someone want to buy a female from our city? Besides, our city has never announced that we're selling females..."
Mi Yin and Ling Hong, however, seemed to already know. They didn't spare the paper much attention or curiosity, but their expressions suddenly darkened.
This is what the paper said.
—To the prosperous city and its great City Lord, I wish to purchase a female from your city.
—I trust that a city of your wealth can surely provide me with the most beautiful female in the world. A rare, unique, and perfect female to bear me the strongest offspring... and so on for another seven or eight lines.
