Wen Leien looked around the small room of the VIP room curiously.

  As the leader of the leading gold-level mercenary group in Kelan City, he naturally has a high-level VIP card of the Eternal Hammer Auction House, but not all VIPs are eligible to use such a VIP room.

  Only those big figures who do not want to attract attention can enjoy the treatment of being accompanied by the president of the Eternal Hammer branch in person.

  Wen Leien knew very well that the great pharmacist might be in the small room, but he still felt a little nervous.

  Not long after, an old and low voice suddenly came from the small room: "Captain Wen Leien, how much gold potion do you plan to exchange from me with this magic prop?"

  Not only Wen Leien was stunned for a moment, but even Clifford was stunned for a moment.

  Wen Leien stood up in surprise, facing the small room, and said respectfully: "Respected Mr. Great Pharmacist, do you agree that I can exchange the magic prop for the golden potion?"

  "Yes, tell me your request. Since you took out this magic prop, it is obvious that you need more than just three bottles of potion." The old voice in the small room responded gently.

  "In addition, I hope you can tell me the origin of this magic prop after completing the transaction."

  "As you wish, Mr. Great Pharmacist!" Wen Leien replied, "This magic prop was accidentally discovered by our Sabertooth Tiger Mercenary Group from the ruins of Kolanburg..."

  After briefly explaining the origin of the magic prop, Wen Leien subconsciously glanced at Clifford.

  Seeing him looking at him with encouraging eyes and nodding, Wen Leien knew that the great pharmacist should have a very mild temper and would not be angry because of his excessive demands.

  After a slight hesitation, Wen Leien gritted his teeth and said, "Respected Mr. Great Pharmacist, please allow me to present this magic item to you on behalf of the Sabretooth Mercenary Group. I only hope that you can allow me to make a small request!"

  Before coming to the VIP room, Wen Leien did consider exchanging this magic item for the three bottles of gold potion when he didn't know that the great pharmacist was also present.

  But after learning that the great pharmacist was present, he changed his mind.

  The old voice in the small room seemed very surprised and smiled, "Oh? Tell me your request."

  Wen Leien secretly wiped the sweat from his palm and said sincerely, "I hope you can allow our Sabretooth Mercenary Group to buy one at the market price every time you have a potion to sell!"

  Clifford grinned silently and gave him a thumbs up!

  Although it is a bit greedy to directly exchange magic props for three potions, it is obviously more cost-effective to use magic props as gifts to establish a relationship with the great pharmacist so that you can often buy gold potions in the future.

  Although this magic prop is worth a lot of money and should be far more than the price of three gold potions, rare items such as gold potions are not something you can buy just because you have money.

  For a large mercenary group that often needs to enter and exit dangerous ruins and fight some powerful monsters, the loss of a gold warrior to the team is definitely beyond the limit that money can measure.

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  After listening to Wen Leien's request, the "great pharmacist" in the small room fell silent.

  Just when Wen Leien was a little worried, an old man in a gorgeous red magic robe suddenly walked out of the small room.

  Clifford on the side suddenly widened his eyes and opened his mouth a little bit, while Wen Leien immediately lowered his head and showed respect to the old man.

  The figure of the old man seemed to be wrapped in a layer of hazy light mist, and it was barely possible to see that he was wearing a silver mask.

  Behind the mask, a pair of mysterious black eyes seemed as deep as a dark pool. When he looked at them, even his soul seemed to be shaken.

  Wen Leien was shocked.

  With his strength as a gold primary warrior, he could not sense the strength of this old man at all.

  It was as if the person standing in front of him was just an ordinary old man.

  But no matter how he observed, he could not see the face behind the thin light mist.

  "Please sit down!"

  The old man waved his hand gently and walked to the seat and sat down.

  Wen Ryan glanced at President Clifford and found that he had a strange look on his face, as if wondering why the old man was willing to meet him in person.

  This made Wen Ryan a little proud. It seemed that the gift of the magic prop really touched the great pharmacist. In this way, his request just now might be agreed.

  "Captain Wen Ryan, do you know what this magic prop is?" The old man gently pointed to the thin magic prop that looked like a piece of cloth placed on the coffee table.

  "Yes, I have asked the chief appraiser of the Eternal Hammer to appraise it!" Wen Ryan nodded honestly: "This is a space bag preserved from ancient times."

  The old man smiled: "Then you should also know the problem of this space bag, right?"

  A drop of sweat broke out on Wen Ryan's forehead: "Yes, I know..."

  "Well, very good! Since you know it very well and decide to exchange with me..." The old man smiled with satisfaction: "You can choose 10 bottles of potions you need from President Clifford."

  As he said, the old man stood up, took the "space bag" on the coffee table, and said to President Clifford: "Well, that's it for today, I'll take my leave first."

  President Clifford quickly stood up to see him off, and a mercenary who had been standing in the corner followed him.

  Wen Ryan subconsciously glanced at the mercenary, but unexpectedly found that it was Div, the deputy leader of the Iguana Tooth Mercenary Group, which has recently become famous.

  But at this moment, he had no time to think about why the mercenaries of the Iguana Fang Mercenary Group were with this great pharmacist. He stood up anxiously and opened his mouth to speak, but President Clifford secretly pulled him from behind and stopped him from speaking.

  The two respectfully sent the old man out through the secret back door of the Eternal Hammer Auction House.

  As an auction house with high confidentiality, there are more than a dozen back doors like this in this building.

  After the old man and the deputy leader of the Iguana Fang Mercenary Group, Div, disappeared into the crowd with two silver swordsmen as guards.

  Wen Ryan lowered his voice and asked, "President Clifford, this great pharmacist... could it be the mysterious Master Lemley?"

  Clifford's expression was a little strange, but he nodded.

  Wen Leien complained with some disappointment: "Why did you stop me just now? Although 10 bottles of gold potion are indeed very generous, if we can get Master Lemley's permission, our saber-toothed tigers will have a stable source of gold potion in the future!"

  "I promise that you Sabertooth Tigers will have a stable source of gold potions in the future!" Clifford rolled his eyes unhappily: "Didn't you hear? When Master Lemley asked you these questions just now, he had already agreed to your request."

  "Then why did Master Lemley pay me 10 bottles of gold potion? That space bag was identified by your chief appraiser and can't be opened at all."

  After Wen Leien finished speaking, he continued with some confusion: "Although it has certain research value, it is definitely not worth 10 gold potions... Maybe even 5 can't be exchanged!"

  Clifford looked at him with contempt: "Do you think Master Lemley will take advantage of you? 10 gold potions are the payment for your space bag. At the same time, you can come to our Eternal Hammer every month to buy a set of gold potions at the market price! Listen carefully, it's a set! This is what Master Lemley just told me!"

  Wen Ryan was overjoyed when he heard this, and even a little unbelievable.

  Clifford shrugged: "Don't ask me why, although you can't open the space bag, maybe Master Lemley can open it!"

  Wen Ryan was surprised when he heard this: "This is impossible! That is the 'Dawn Relic'. Without the original owner's opening spell, even the great magician can't open it!"

  "Well, forget it, this is not a problem you need to worry about!"