Lonely as Snow, cheerful yet struggling, carried the Mithril Armor, with Europe King sulking beside him.
But before he could leave the crowd, a group of high-level players, some in armor and some in robes, blocked his way.
Lonely as Snow immediately knew that the people from the Noble Guild had come to see him personally.
The leader politely extended his hand to Lonely as Snow.
"Hello, I'm Fengyun, the vice president of the Royalty Guild. Are you interested in making a deal?"
As a newbie, Lonely as Snow didn't dare to be careless and hurriedly shook hands with him.
"What kind of deal?"
He had already guessed the other party's purpose but still asked.
With a slight smile, Fengyun pointed at the armor in his arms: "I think you know why we're here."
"This heavy armor requires at least 18 points of strength to wear. Such good equipment would actually be wasted in the hands of a newbie like you."