บท 516: A Half-Step Martial Marquis

Ethan Smith looked at the man with the mustache, feeling somewhat excited deep down.

But he didn't show it.

The man with the mustache was so eager to have that bronze mirror. This suggests the mirror must be truly extraordinary.

As for the Demonic Beast Core, it isn't particularly difficult to find.

Thus, Ethan Smith holds the upper hand.

"Forget about the mirror, but I might consider giving you the two Bronze Plaques," Ethan Smith said.

The man with the mustache retorted, "I just want the mirror. Who wants your Bronze Plaques?"

"In that case, never mind. I don't lack a Demonic Beast Core either," Ethan Smith muttered.

Having said that, he turned around, ready to leave.

The man with the mustache was silently thinking, and then suddenly grabbed Ethan Smith, whispering, "Fine, fine, let's trade. After all, we must have crossed paths for a reason."

While speaking, he started to fetch cores out of his Spatial Magic Artifact.