1808: C1808 The Son of a Noble

C1808 The Son of a Noble

"Yes, yes, yes, I admit my mistake!"

When the slave trader heard this, a smile immediately appeared on his face as he smiled apologetically.

"It's good that you know. Zhang San, go and bring the little beauty over!"

The surname of Yuanshan Hou was Zhang. The servants under him were ranked according to numbers.

Zhang San meant that this person was the third most important person among the servants of Yuanshan Hou. He was the servant responsible for protecting the young duke, Zhang Ling. He had quite a bit of authority in the Yuanshan Hou Palace.

"Yes, my lord!"

Zhang San immediately bowed and replied when he heard the Little Marquis's orders.

He immediately prepared to go up and take the female slave away.

But before he could move, a gloomy voice sounded from the side.

"Wait, my Young Master hasn't bid yet, so who allowed you to move?"

The moment this voice was heard, everyone present was stunned.

The young duke, Zhang Ling, glared at him.

But when he saw it, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"Young duke!"

Anyone who could be called Little High Duke by Zhang Ling would naturally have an extraordinary status.

The person who spoke just now was surprisingly the young Zhao Qi of Duke Nanshan.

Duke Nanshan was a rank 3 Duke of Great Yan Dynasty, and the entire Southhill County was his fiefdom.

Among them, Tianfeng City was only a city under the jurisdiction of Nanshan County.

It could be said that in Nanshan County, Duke Nanshan Zhao Xin was the overlord of the earth.

Although the Marquis of Yuanshan was noble, in terms of rank, he was merely a duke under the jurisdiction of Duke Nanshan.

Now, in Tianfeng City, he actually ran into the youngest son of Duke Nanshan. This immediately made Zhang Ling feel incredulous to the extreme.

"Could it be that the young duke is also here to participate in the Canglan College's examination?"

Zhang Ling muttered in his heart.

However, his reaction was still very fast. First, he called Zhang San back, then he hurriedly went forward to greet the young duke with the Zhao Qi.

"Zhang Ling, at least you know what's good for you!"

The young duke's Zhao Qi looked at Zhang Ling with a smile that was not a smile.

When Zhang Ling heard this, he immediately became submissive and did not dare to say anything.

Two big shots appeared in a row, instantly frightening the slave trader.

Right now, he did not even dare to mention vitality stones.

He watched helplessly as the servants of the Zhao Qi sect brought the female slave out of the cage.

"Young Master, even the scions of nobility have made a move. Let's go!"1

Xiao Miao saw that even the son of the duke had appeared. He couldn't help but pull Ye Meng and softly say.

This kind of scion of the rich and powerful wasn't someone he could afford to offend.

Although Ye Meng seemed to be from a noble family, in Xiao Miao's opinion, he was from a noble family. After all, Ye Meng was not from a big dynasty. Such a noble family might not be of any use in a big dynasty.

Ye Meng waved his little hand and said in a baby-like voice when he heard that.

"Let's take another look!"

After saying that, his attention once again fell on the female slave.

"It really is a Great Dao Sacred Body. This baby isn't mistaken!"

The Great Dao Sacred Body was an extremely special type of physique that only existed in legends.

This sort of physique was like a spirit energy transition station.

To use simple words to describe it, it was that the person who possessed this physique was like a spirit vein, able to continuously release dense spirit energys!

Of course, this spirit energy naturally turned into essence energy in Primordial Barbarian Continent.

However, this female slave's Great Dao Sacred Body had yet to be activated.

Even profligate sons like Zhang Ling and Zhao Qi only coveted the female slave's appearance.

In fact, if anyone knew... This female slave possessed a Great Dao Sacred Body. Even if it was increased by 10,000 times... One hundred thousand times...

Or even more. There were people who were willing to pay the price!

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