Orion's heart ached looking at the pitiful state of the elf. 'Haa… well, I need to head back as well.'
He then looked back at his hand and the knife. 'Damn sharp knife, it cut through my skin?'
[Butcher's Knife (???)
Description: ???]
'Fuck, it's a high-grade treasure at least.' Orion's lips twitched. He didn't expect even a normal worker here would have treasures above Tier 7.
He handed the knife back while Edgar paid the vendor. The vendor's hands trembled faintly as he accepted the payment, smiling so wide it nearly split his face.
"Haha, happy doing business with you, Young Master. We have lots of more exotic goods here. Would you like to see them?" The vendor rubbed his palms together and quickly said.
"Nah, I need to head back now." Orion shook his head and turned around. Edgar followed after him.
Yet after a few steps, he turned around to see that the elven girl hadn't moved a single step.
