บท 157: Addictive Food

The young man named Armstrong was in a drinking session together with the other noble children of Gold City. All of them had flirtatious women mounted atop their laps.

"Good job, Douglas. I'll tell my father to consider making you the leader of Gold City's underground forces."

Armstrong had a teasing smile on his face, but he had no intention of letting Douglas stand back up.

A few of the other young masters beside him laughed while drinking:

"Hehehe... Armstrong, is this the right-hand man that you often tell us about?"

"Yes! He looks good! He looks strong as well! He also seems to be two years older than you..."

"He feels pretty capable to me. Can you sell him to my family? Just name a price, I won't bargain..."

"I heard that he works in the underground business. I have a batch of slaves that I want to sell recently. Do you think he can help me sell them..."