When he heard An Kai's introduction...
Hanks's eyes lit up.
If it was true, this would be an enormous deal!
"Young master, are we..." Hanks's eyes shone as he made a money-counting gesture.
An Kai nodded. Hanks understood him, as always.
Unlike Malken, who had foolishly asked what they would do if these people refused to obey.
"Put a price on them. These fellows wanted to take our territory and swat me dead while they were at it. Simply killing them would be letting them off too easily."
Bathed in sunlight, An Kai spoke gently, but his words sent a chill through everyone who heard them...
As a former Seven Kingdoms' Spy, Hanks could say without exaggeration that he knew all twenty-one direct descendants of the Seven Kingdoms' noble factions inside.
Having him appraise them was perfectly reasonable.
An Kai and Hanks stood brazenly in the doorway, discussing the fate of everyone in the room.
They looked ready to sell them off like livestock.
Watching all this, Ryan, the son of a marquis of the Shak Kingdom, was furious.
Over the month they had been imprisoned here, he had taken complete control of the former Seven Kingdoms alliance.
He had even brought the other twenty faction leaders to heel.
In his view, An Kai and his people had left them alone for a month because they had learned their identities and did not dare act rashly.
Because of this, Ryan had even led the other direct descendants in a hunger strike, hoping to secure better treatment.
After all, although they were prisoners, Ryan considered their status incomparably noble.
He had intended to make further demands today, but unexpectedly, the door opened.
The old fellow who stayed by Wayne's side stood in the doorway with another old fellow, chuckling as they