The Second Master's eyes gleamed with greed, "How much are these two horses worth?"
Lao Fang couldn't take his eyes off those two horses, "Worth how much?"
"These two horses are likely to fetch tens of thousands of Gold pieces and some would still be willing to buy."
The Second Master and Master Ming exchanged glances; the Second Master licked his lips, while Master Ming's breathing became hurried.
You Er and Qi Er kept their eyes on the Second Master, knowing he was the one who could make the decision.
Though they couldn't hear what they were saying, by observing their changing expressions, they knew that the value of the horses had been acknowledged.
Given this, they probably wouldn't casually resort to violence and harm the horses.
You Er cupped his hands, "Esteemed heroes and leader, you should all see clearly now, these are indeed sweat-blood horses."
"If you keep these two horses, word gets out, I'm afraid the entire Niu Tou Mountain will remain unsettled."
