Old John was still staring intently at Jiang Moxi, while his men began to discuss.
"This young lady is really beautiful, I've lived for over forty years and this is the first time I'm seeing someone this beautiful!"
"Mr. Fu seems to value her highly, it seems her skills in bed must also be remarkable."
"Old John, why don't we take the goods and this young lady along when we leave later! It would be good to... hehehe."
Almost every single mercenary greedily gazed at Jiang Moxi, sizing up her delicate smiling face and lewdly imagining the charming view beneath her clothes.
Listening to these explicit words and their lustful eyes on Jiang Moxi, the veins on Fu Youhan's forehead distinctly bulged, and even his eyes turned blood red, a prelude to his rage.
He was tempted to kill these men right there, irrespective of Jiang Moxi's presence.
