Jasmine believed that Clinton wouldn't let these young slaves all freeze to death because they were his property, but with the sudden temperature change in the middle of a harsh winter, the loss of a few with weak resistance was within the acceptable range for him to cut food costs.
But to Jasmine, how could those few lost individuals not be living, breathing lives, individuals who knew pain and knew how to cry?
Jasmine had never seen Huntington fight, but a man who dared to carry a sword and become an adventurer, who could survive countless missions and accumulate a considerable amount of gold coins, definitely wouldn't have poor practical combat skills and reflexes. If the opponent could join their territory to train the guard team or lead the reconnaissance team, Jasmine would profit greatly no matter how she calculated it.
Therefore, thinking it over, Jasmine couldn't think of a reason not to invite them; she looked straight into the eyes of the two with obvious expectation.
