章 219: Uxtan Slave Auction (3)

"Oh, whispering to each other now, are we? It seems you girls don't know your place yet," Lan says, levitating down and landing right in front of us. 

For some reason, Bridget began to glare harshly at Lan, whose smile just got wider. 

"Well, well, well… Look who we have here! Isn't this the old knight captain that was the king's right-hand man- er, the right-hand woman, I guess!" Lan shouts into the stone, causing it to reverberate through the room. 

The audience then planted hundreds of their eyes right on Bridget, who displayed obvious discomfort but most importantly, her eyes were filled with rage towards Lan. 

"We meet again, Rosakin," Lan says with what seemed to be a genuine smile. 

Creepy… 

Such a genuine smile that holds extreme malice is something only an insane person could pull off… not that I'm one to talk, though.