"Damn, why are there people from the Ghost Race getting involved?" one of the men asked as he pointed his knife at Cheng Ziang.
"Big bro, he doesn't seem to be from the Ghost Race. People from the Ghost Race aren't that tall," his companion turned and said to him.
"Looks like he's one of our own," the man said, and then turned his head to look at Cheng Ziang, speaking openly and frankly, "Brother, how about you let us have this person, what do you say?"
"Who are you?" Cheng Ziang asked warily.
"Eh, aren't you here for that brat too?" the man asked, pointing at the Qingqiu Clan child.
"What a mess. Why are you trying to capture that child?" Cheng Ziang glanced at the child and asked.
"Looks like he's not one of us," the companion said to the man.
