Mo Qingqing now looked disheveled, her body covered in wounds.
Her right arm was bleeding profusely, clearly a fresh wound.
Yinyan slowly walked in front of Mo Qingqing and then opened the iron cage that confined her.
Mo Qingqing's body shivered violently in fear as Yinyan reached out and grabbed her hair.
She then dragged Mo Qingqing out of the cage.
Mo Qingqing's body was dragged over two meters, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.
It was clear that Mo Qingqing was severely injured.
"This is the finale item of our auction today; although she's a bit injured, it doesn't affect her sale.
Anyone interested, feel free to bid." Yinyan said slowly.
Mo Qingqing lowered her head, her face full of despair, gritting her teeth and roaring, "You beasts will die a horrible death."
"Slap!"
The only response was a cold slap.
Yinyan slapped Mo Qingqing's face hard, angrily reprimanding, "If you weren't worth some money, I would have killed you already."
