"But we don't have enough antiques on hand. There are too few of them. With only this many genuine items, getting rich isn't realistic," Xue Yiming said with a frown.
Lessef noticed the problem as well. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Wait a moment."
Xue Yiming watched Lessef stand there as if he were communicating with someone. He secretly sent Lu Yang a message. "Looks like the force behind Lessef is getting involved."
Lu Yang agreed and replied, "Be cautious. Let's see what they have to say first."
Xue Yiming sent an OK. Just then, Lessef looked up and said, "They'll immediately send over another batch of antiques."
"That's great," Xue Yiming said.
"Stand farther away." Lessef walked to an open area and began chanting. Before long, he had constructed a teleportation array.
A flash of light passed through the area, and more than thirty players appeared inside the array at once. The leader wore a silver mask and said, "Unload everything immediately."
This kind of teleportation array could only last two minutes. The thirty-odd players hurriedly dumped all the antiques from their backpacks.
As they threw the items down, Lu Yang watched the thirty-odd people through Xue Yiming's perspective. He took screenshots of every one of them. If he was right, these people were the core members of the Thornbird Guild.
The Silver Masked Man was the first to finish tossing out his equipment. Looking at Lessef, he asked, "Is this the expert you mentioned?"
"Yes," Lessef said. "He appraised all five antiques from before."
The Silver Masked Man turned his head toward Xue Yiming. Though Xue Yiming could not see his face beneath the mask, he could still see the sharpness in his eyes.
"You're quite good. Keep working hard." The Silver Masked Man turned into