Chapter 232: The Red Dragon Descends, My Lord Viscount, He's Eaten All Your Fish! _2

"Scram, I think you just want me to be smacked to death by Monkey Bro's iron staff on this Mythical Card. You are not Card Makers, so you don't know the kind of power this card contains. I don't blame you.

Because I, too, have no idea how strong this card really is, but I know that taking Monkey Bro home for 50,000 Gold Coins is definitely a bargain!

I just hate that I don't have that much money on me. If I did, without a second thought, I'd instantly take Monkey Bro home!"

Creighton's eyes glittered with a greenish gleam; he wanted so badly to take Monkey Bro home. This card... in terms of craftsmanship and portrayal, far surpassed any other card he had ever encountered.

Laypeople might not notice, but he could!

The carefree, rebellious demeanor of Monkey Bro, along with his indescribable aura, all revealed just from a silhouette.

This card had all the conditions necessary for the birth of a Card Spirit!