Alvin had no intention of taking advantage of the Gun Club.
The weapons they'd brought were all impressive, and the Ancient Runes engraved on them were fascinating. Of course Alvin wanted to claim those marvelous weapons for himself.
But he could easily bluff his way through the weapons, since their power had a clear ceiling.
They couldn't be more powerful than the beasts whose souls had been forged into the swords. Even with the boost from activating the Runes, they wouldn't be much stronger.
Zhang Qiang and the others surely understood how powerful the weapons were. They'd also undoubtedly chosen what to bring, meaning they had more in reserve.
To them, these items clearly had far greater research value than practical value in combat.
But no matter how you looked at it, Alvin could haggle with Zhang Qiang over the weapons, but he absolutely couldn't take advantage of the Gun Club over the Dragon Talisman.
The Dragon Talisman was too powerful. If Alvin tricked them into handing it over without first making everything clear, he'd turn a deal into a feud.
After all, the Gun Club wasn't run by one person. Even if Zhang Qiang accepted the loss and swallowed his frustration, others would surely resent it.
With Alvin's current standing, there was no need for him to resort to such petty tricks.
After all, only he could activate the Runes on the weapons and the Dragon Talisman. In anyone else's hands, they were nothing more than valuable antiques.
Zhang Qiang was a seasoned negotiator. He knew how to name a price without souring their relationship.
Looking at the pained expression on the chubby bastard's face, Alvin chuckled. "I still underestimated how much the Gonggong Horde appeals to you guys. These things were always bargaining chips, weren't they?
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