"Hello there, how do we make an exchange for this?" Just as Shansen was about to check out the Watson Tribe's stall, he didn't expect several orcs to come to his own stall.
The smell of seawater clung to their bodies; they must be orcs from the Aquatic Clan.
The orcs behind him were facing such a situation for the first time and were momentarily stunned.
The orcs slightly frowned, asking again: "How do we exchange for these beast skins?"
Shansen hurriedly smiled at a Watson Tribe orc beside him: "I'll come by again in a little while."
Then he quickly walked over to those Aquatic Clan orcs: "Sorry about that, they are only in charge of displaying the goods and don't know how to make the exchange. Whatever you want, you can tell me."
Seeing that an orc was finally attending to them, the Aquatic Clan orcs looked more pleased. One of them pointed at a piece of brownish-red beast skin on the stall: "How is this piece of beast skin exchanged?"
