Suppressing his emotions, he turned to Cormac and said:"This girl, 2,000 rounds of ammunition."Cormac almost cursed out loud at that price. 2,000 rounds? You want to trade for that little?He slammed his hand on the table and said:"At least 10,000. These nine virgins are just a bonus. I’m willing to let them go for 5,000, so the total for all ten is 15,000 rounds."Memphis shook his head and replied:"Brother Dennis, after all, these are just women, and compared to my servants, they don’t even come close in looks. I'm reluctant to even touch her, who knows if handling her would make me a wanted man. Let’s settle at 3,000 rounds."Cormac had never hated Wallflower's beauty as much as he did now. But he was a businessman, and having once been a branch leader in the Midnight Ravens, dealing in weapons and drugs was nothing new to him. He quickly shook his head and emphasized the "value" of the "merchandise":"She’s young, only 14. The experience will be entirely different. Brother Jac

Memphis knew Wallflower was no ordinary person. She was likely the daughter of someone incredibly powerful, with extensive knowledge of weapon caches and supplies. Her comments like “That belongs to the state, you can’t just take it” or “Even if I knew, I wouldn’t tell you” had revealed as much. So, from the moment he handed her the radio, he had been angling for an exchange of information. When she refused, he had already resolved to trick her.But back then, he was still weak and disreputable, hardly capable of fooling Wallflower. She saw through his love of trickery, his bandit-like nature, and even his underlying mission in building Hope Town. It had been impossible to regain her trust.Using violence or torture to force her hand? That would have been the most foolish option, and Memphis rarely resorted to such crude methods. He wasn’t skilled in torture, and it would likely only work once at best. Against someone as resilient and principled as Wallflower, who was devoted to the g