Saying so, Serra tossed her a bag of gold coins.
Cuisi, surprised, took the bag, feeling its heavy weight and familiar touch, somewhat unaccustomed to Serra's sudden generosity.
She never thought that being shunned out to entertain other Dwarven Elves would yield such unexpected gains.
However, Cuisi's first reaction was nervousness.
She didn't understand Serra's thoughts and intentions, but she knew the temper of most Zhuo Elven Matriarchs.
Humbly bowing her head to cover her face, she led the way while saying:
"Please, follow me. What kind of slave do you need?"
Serra did not answer immediately, and naturally, Cuisi dared not ask more.
After walking for about three minutes.
Serra surveyed this massive slave market, seeing many unique slaves.
Ogres and Minotaur People, the most common powerful slaves, could be seen everywhere.
Jackalweres, quite competent slaves, were relatively few.
Yet, each was extraordinary, and Serra sensed a familiar aura from them.
Dragonborn!
