"Look at me like this again. Believe it or not, I will punch you to death right now! You are a filthy smelly thing!"

The surrounding Beikt people were watching the fun and laughing loudly; the humans lowered their heads, not even daring to look, for fear that they would be implicated.

Seeing that the red-haired and pointed-eared Beikut was about to touch the boy in white, Wen Yan didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but at the last second, the boy turned his head and looked at her.

When Wen Yan looked at the other person, she was confused for a moment. The boy was a head taller than her, too thin, and even the average-size clothes looked too wide for the other person.

The whole body should be tied up with straps from head to tail. After all, the exposed hands, neck, and even face are all covered with straps.

Only one pair of eyes is exposed. What kind of eyes are they?

It's empty and lifeless, but it's like hiding a wild beast.

At first glance, those lowered eyes were pure black, as dark as the deep forest at midnight, but the irises at the bottom of the eyes were dyed with a hint of gilded gold, like the dark sea suddenly ignited with flames.

Fascinating and dangerous.

After coming back to her senses, Wen Yan's whole body went into combat mode subconsciously, and she felt a chill crawling down her spine for a moment.

She had never felt this kind of feeling since she came to this world... After the other party saw her, his eyes changed slightly.

Wen Yan took a deep breath to calm down her inexplicably fast-beating heart, and then she walked slowly and slowly to the Beikete businessman who was mumbling loudly under the gaze of many people.

She glanced at the products on the stall, then picked up a blue crystal. Facing the other party's oppressive gaze, Xingyuan asked, "Price."

The other party looked at her for a few times and made a lot of noises. His tone was not good, "Here comes another low-level human race. What are you looking at? Are you the only one who can afford it?"

When Wen Yan heard this, the corner of his mouth curved in a very unflattering arc, and he switched to Ket language, with full contempt in his voice, "Flu, I don't want to ask you a second time."

After she finished speaking, all the Ket people present suddenly had fear in their eyes, and they all bowed to Wen Yan to express their submission.

"Flu" means slave in Ket language, and only nobles can say slave.

Wen Yan's tone just now was exactly the same as that of those adults. None of the Beikites present had any doubts. They all believed that the other party was a noble young master who had come to Xingyuan to do business in his place.

The vendor didn't dare to offend the other party anymore, so he just said it would be free at no cost.

Wen Yan tossed the sapphire in her hand, scoffed, turned and left, taking away the young man in white who had been looking at her.

Leaving behind a group of Beikut people who do not have high IQs but pride themselves on being noble...
Chapter completed!