It was a betting sale , as the market sold a man , as a slave …he was cuffed and showed to everyone …he was fit and seemed strong as he could be useful…as people started betting…but with you’re reputation ..you just had to get him… ..200,000..said miss Keen….200,000 and one cent …you said smirking….500,000…now back off you little brat..Miss keen smiled….as the seller waited for you to announce a price higher……will you be able to beat it..?.