C903 Kill

"Well, a deal."

"What deal?"

Zhao Xin pointed at the trembling woman in the corner of the room and said, "I like this woman. Name a price."

"Oh? Rank seven Immortal Master's status is not low. He actually traded with me for a woman from a lower plane?" Fatty Jin looked at Zhao Xin curiously and smiled. The fat on his body emitted a nauseating smell. Zhao Xin only saw a stallion on his body