Daniel grabbed the voucher, shouting roughly to his teammates, "Let's go, let's go! To the supply point. Damn it, the antidotes and sharpening stones will be a big expenditure again."
"Liya, check if there are any discounted sub-level spirit protection scrolls... The air in this damn place makes my head buzz just breathing it!"
The group cursed and swore but moved decisively through the crowd, merging into the ceaseless tide of rust and hope at the warship port.
Warship port deep-water anchorage.
Many people gathered here, almost blocking it completely.
Before the Night Watchers' fleet arrived, the merchants who came earlier had already spread rumors.
Combined with the oppressive atmosphere of recent times, many were very eager.
So almost everyone who could come, came; they wanted to see if what the Night Watchers brought this time might help them restore the blockade at the front line as speculated.
Looking ahead.
On the sea.
