My hand clamped down hard on both old men's wrists.
Our breathing clashed in the darkness, creating sharp bursts of wind.
Vivi Eve looked at me with detached eyes. "You make a valid point."
I loosened my grip on the two elderly men. The instant I released them, they gasped, "Boy, you've got real power."
I stayed silent. Instead, I faced Vivi Eve directly. "Mr. Tenny, since you claim my friend's items are worthless junk, what kind of treasure are you prepared to put forward?"
Vivi Eve let out a dismissive snort. With a swift gesture, a Dharma Treasure materialized in his open palm.
The artifact glowed with strange light, almost blinding in its intensity.
Around ten seconds passed before the brilliance started dimming, showing what lay beneath.
Vivi Eve held a dagger in his palm.
Dragon designs covered the blade's surface—clearly crafted by an expert.
"The Divine Dragon Blade?" The mustached man seemed to know this weapon.
