When he saw all eyes were on him, Ning Lang grinned and touched his belly saying: "Look! Although the clothes on that family clan are very low-key, the materials are all of excellent quality. An average family clan can't afford this, so I think that family must be rich."
"And?" They asked.
"And? And since we have met them, of course we should make some money!" He said matter-of-factly, and said with excitement to the rest of them: "Look, if we don't help them, those people won't survive. The men will die, the women will end up in the hands of the evil cultivators and their lives will be worse than death!"
"So I think we can do a good deed and make some money at the same time, don't you think? Isn't this business a good deal? I think we can do it." He looked at them as he spoke, hoping that they would agree with him. After all, if they were really going to do it, he would need their help.
The rest of them looked at each other, and then at Feng Jiu.
