"Esteemed guests, are you here to buy slaves?" A middle-aged man looking like a steward saw Jasmine's three-person group and hurriedly rubbed his hands together to welcome them, even making a show of taking off his hat and bowing to greet the three.
"What kinds of slaves do you have here?" Isaac took the initiative to step forward and address the steward.
Jasmine and Xavier observed the surrounding situation of the slave market. Jasmine frowned, her chest suffocatingly uncomfortable; no matter what, she couldn't get used to the sight of humans locked in cages like animals. Xavier was more curious; he didn't have much emotional fluctuation toward those unfamiliar slaves locked in cages waiting to be sold like animals.
