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"Since both of us have the idea of cooperation, we can now talk about the terms of the trade,"
"Even though we at the Bay Territory are very sincere, we still hope to make some profit; otherwise, there's no point in trading,"
Upon hearing Kris's frank expression of ambition, Vogue gave him a cold glance, hummed softly, and then continued:
"I hope so too..."
Soon, Kris and Vogue rolled up their sleeves and began to haggle.
Under the watchful eyes of Ash and Krayzer, the two disputed heatedly until their faces turned red.
Their arguments were intense.
It was fortunate that they didn't come to blows.
What interested them both more was the specific content of these two fellows' discussion.
"What we need are master craftsmen, not these drunkards who can't even swing a hammer..."
"Heh, don't you know? The more Gray Dwarves drink, the better the weapons and equipment they forge..."
"This one is too old..."
"Isn't that exactly what you want, someone with experience?"
