Zhou Tianshen Tried His Best to Match Secret Codes

The trade fair was still in full swing.

At this moment, the door of Room 183 was pushed open. Three beast-masked people walked out.

The first person was carrying a huge bathtub.

The next person was carrying a golden saber.

The last person was holding a huge white sword upside down.

The moment this combination appeared, everyone stopped the trade and looked up at the corridor outside the private room on the second floor.

At the same time, the people in the private room also turned their heads over.

"Damn, they're here, they're here!"

Some of the young men on the private seats were excited. They had completely forgotten about another trader on the bidding platform. They focused on the trio that walked out of Room 183.

"Why are they in such a hurry? Is the Magic Pill Technicians Association really going to give away the treasure?"