But compared to today's players, he suddenly paled in comparison.
Who knows where Night Owl found such a wealthy and affluent wizard apprentice?
"Scepter, it's just you left."
Night Owl's words interrupted Scepter's thoughts.
Coming back to his senses, he lightly coughed, his hand swept across the table, and instantly three bottles of potion, one ring, and one magic staff appeared on the table.
"Three bottles of calming potion, an Alchemy-Level protection ring, and a magic staff that can continuously cast three Magic Missiles. Anyone interested?"
Scepter's gaze swept over everyone, pausing notably on Sunan.
To be honest, he was quite tempted by the magical stones too.
If possible, he hoped to trade these items with Sunan for magical stones.
But to Scepter's disappointment, Sunan seemed completely unmoved, as if the items he presented were of no interest to him.
And indeed, these items did not interest Sunan at all.
