"..."
Bakar was now genuinely silent. Tonight it seemed that the era of being able to trade with Sun Yan using just one item had completely passed.
"Three items."
Bakar could only grit his teeth and say.
This Blood Race corpse was truly needed; there was no way he would easily let it go to Kassadin.
"I quit." Kassadin decisively withdrew.
Bakar's expression turned unfriendly with anger.
Although he didn't know the true origin of these Corpse Collectors, why they only appeared at the special time point of White Sunday.
But with things going like this, Sun Yan was genuinely worried these two people might start a fight in his graveyard.
"Mr. Tomb Guardian, see what you might need."
Bakar took off his top hat and tossed it onto the ground.
Immediately, a pile of things jingled and scattered all over the floor, leaving Sun Yan greatly astonished.
"Bakar, is your hat a treasure bag? How did it fit so many items?"
