Two workers restrained Qiao Yingchun's arms. She shouted at the top of her lungs as she got dragged outside again.
"Wait!" Mum Yi swept a cold look at her and said with a wave of her hand. "What good merchandise?"
"It's, it's good merchandise!" Qiao Yingchun stammered, "She absolutely is! She's six-sixteen, and has ex-extremely good looks! Absolutely superior! A-And also, she is already a level-three spiritual cultivator."
"Think, think about it! She is only sixteen. If you nurture her for a while longer, she will definitely reach level five or six before twenty."
Mum Yi squinted. She calculated in her mind and said lightly, "Only a level-three spiritual cultivator at sixteen isn't considered to have that good of potential."
"That, but, but sh-she's pretty! Incredibly pretty!" Qiao Yingchun dared to say anything to save her life. "It really is true. If, if you do not believe me, I-I will bring you to ch-check out the merchandise some-sometime!"
