"Don't worry, I'm not that bloodthirsty. Just stay out of my way and you'll be fine."
Yang Yuan said as he flipped his hand to reveal a large pile of wooden marvel knives. "I am a Marvel Supplier, Yang Yuan. You can call me... Boss Yang. Want marvels? Bring money, Spirit Monster Cores, or rare treasures, anything will do."
"Marvel Supplier?"
"These are all... all marvels?!"
A group of people were dumbfounded.
Even the woman who had just acquired a marvel and was feeling self-satisfied looked at the wooden knives in Yang Yuan's hand in astonishment.
She realized that those wooden knives were almost identical to the one in her hand.
The reason for saying "almost" rather than "completely identical" was because the aura... or rather, the treasure light was different.
Her ability was treasure hunting, which allowed her to see the glow of treasures and thus determine the value and corresponding abilities of a treasure.
"Wow... they're really all marvels!"
