This was not an individual slave warehouse, but a shared space provided by the Eighth Day Room.
Infinite City provided storage services. If one item was lost, ten would be compensated. As long as Infinite City remained intact, it was absolutely safe. Naturally, the price was also high.
Besides the basic taxes and merchandise rental fees, Infinite City did everything it could to fleece the merchants and independent peddlers who had moved in.
Song Ying, who had no idea that her identity had already been exposed, still maintained her mysterious character persona. She hardly ever took the initiative to speak.
But Miss Nan Two was genuinely curious about what Song Ying planned to do with so many slaves... She had her own unique methods.
Go, Niu Bingwei N+1!
There were quite a few people in the warehouse district at this time... Many buyers had also come here to collect their goods.
This place was a mixed bag, after all, and plenty of people were unwilling to reveal their identities. Therefore, behavior like Song Ying's, hiding her own identity, did not attract much attention.
Only Lord Xin Xie did not care in the slightest, constantly radiating a fierce aura... turning the whole street upside down!
"I've kept a low profile for too long. My true strength can no longer be concealed. It's about to burst out!"
Arrogant, domineering, bandit-like... The shop had owed Miss Nan Two a little golden statue for a long time. She was perfectly acting out the meaning of: I've laid my cards on the table. After quietly developing to invincibility in the Pingtian Group, I can no longer keep a low profile!
"Fifth Tier?!"
No... He was merely infinitely close to the Fifth Tier.
But this clearly wasn't the extent of Xin Xie's strength. Otherwise, I wouldn't