"Miss Sigma, although I have never been to the Huns, I also know that all your tribe members are only millions."

"But my people in Great Chu have more than tens of millions?

How come there are not as many people as you?”

Sigma smiled and said with a little pride,

"Look at how many people around us can be called people like us?

Are they all slaves?"

These words made Xiang Dalong stunned, and then his face turned slightly red.

Indeed, the first and second-class people in the entire Great Chu State may be less than one million.

But now that people are exposed in person, they are somewhat unable to get along with their faces.

He looked around in anger, and suddenly Xiang Dalong's eyes lit up, pointing to the teenagers on the street not far away and said,

"Look, aren't there many people?"

After saying that, he took the person up and prepared to say hello.

As soon as he approached the other party, he vaguely heard one of the very handsome boys, who seemed to be whispering something.
Chapter completed!