The fishing boat on a blind guess brought even more stuff this time.
Sean Knight hopped onto the fishing boat like he was browsing a flea market, looking at the pile after pile of items.
Blind guess was very excited; he had figured it out by now. The master of the yacht knew his stuff and had high standards. He didn't want anything of poor quality.
But the items he left behind would also be picked over by other team members, and even if those couldn't be sold, Blind guess would still make a pure profit.
Besides, even the leftovers hauled back to Port were certain to find buyers!
However, only Sean Knight would pay more, and to think this master of the yacht, so young, yet so knowledgeable about these things.
This guy was definitely a big shot!
Blind guess followed Sean Knight around diligently; he knew the little tricks Sean Knight had up his sleeve—probably looking to learn a thing or two.
