The Wild Child

Little Zhong Chi looked at the chubby man, who exuded an aristocratic aura and possessed extraordinary strength.

He grinned and said, “I’ve long lost interest in this ugly tree. Uncle, do you really want to buy it?”

Upon hearing this, Five-Foot Zhan Ru was greatly frightened, rolling his eyes and muttering, “I’m done for, how did I end up on your treacherous ship? You heartless fellow, you promised to bring me along for a life of luxury, and now...”

“Oh! I’ll give you a hundred thousand spirit crystals, and this Five-Foot Zhan Ru will be mine,” the chubby man said, his mouth watering as he looked at the Five-Foot Zhan Ru as if it were not an ugly tree but a succulent roasted pig.

“One million spirit crystals, no bargaining!” Little Zhong Chi revealed his small tiger teeth, speaking earnestly.