More than a hundred slaves tied in thick metal chains were slowly being pulled by the Fang Imperial Family's people. The slaves were in groups of twenty and were separated randomly.
"Stupid pigs, move faster! Can't you see that our dear friends here are in haste?!" A soldier from the Fang Imperial Family's side took out a whip from his hips and waved it around to scare the slaves.
More than ninety percent of the slaves were males and they all look emaciated and weak. Their eyes looked hollow and lifeless as if they had completely lost the will to live. But under the intense intimidation from the soldiers, they hurriedly moved to avoid themselves from getting into trouble.
Sword Three glanced at the slaves with a calm look, but he was inwardly excited since this would be the last batch of slaves that the Xue Family needed.