Chapter 371 Not Selling the Item
Zhan Yun's tone was aggressive as he held the twin daggers, his expression displeased.
"Kid, you dare to curse me?" The young man didn't seem too angry, a smile playing across his lips as if he found the situation somewhat amusing.
Many onlookers, drawn by the commotion, instantly turned their attention toward them.
Subsequently, a crowd gathered around, eager to see what was happening.
Zhan Yun sized up the young man, who appeared to be in his mid-twenties with dyed silver hair, a pale face with distinct features, and was quite handsome.
What was particularly striking was the pair of silver-white gloves he wore, which had a quality that made them seem like flowing metal.
"Could this kid be dealing with poisons?" Zhan Yun wondered to himself.
Because Zhan Yun could tell that those gloves were not merely for show, they were Heavenly Silkworm Gloves.