"If it was me, I would have used this chance to make friendly relations with a lot of top guilds, instead of antagonizing everyone like this."
The entire area fell into an uproar and several people started complaining and cursing loudly at the mysterious anonymous person.
Even the player sitting next to Liam let out a long sigh.
"You should be grateful that you don't have any money and suck at this game. Top players like us are suffering right now." He lamented out loud.
But from the corner of his eyes, he could see that the noob dressed in scraps was not paying attention to his words at all.
"You know… I am in a good mood today. What item do you want? I can help you buy it!"
He smiled while sneering inwardly, anticipating how the noob's attitude was going to take a 180 now. Not paying attention to me, now we will see!
However, a couple of seconds passed and his neighbor was still unresponsive.
"Fuck. Even this little bitch is ignoring me. Just what I needed today. Why am I even talking to idiots." The player angrily grumbled and he also went back to his work.
Meanwhile, Liam's hands were very busy. They were moving non-stop plotting his next step.
After putting up the potions for sale in the auction house, he sent a message to Abraki. "Is any of you guild members near Yleka city auction house?"
Almost instantly, he received a reply. "I will be right there!"
"Alright. Open a trade window when you are here."
"Thank you." Abraki curtly replied.
For two players to trade their goods, they only needed to be in the vicinity. It was not required for them to be face to face.
This added a level of protection against any sneak attacks, especially in a crowded place like this.
"Whatever he does, he does it perfectly without any loopholes." Abraki sighed. Dealing with Liam was a pain in his ass. In this aspect, the informant hadn't been wrong.
Every single interaction he had with him made him feel like he was being played around by a cunning mastermind.
However, unfortunately, he still had to continue dealing with him. In the case of people like this, it was better to be friends than enemies.
Not that he expected any help from. He would probably never get something like that out of him. But it was still good to be not on the bad side.
Abraki soon arrived and opened his trade window, simultaneously contacting Liam.
Promptly, a stack of 20 Fire-Resistance potions appeared in his window without any other reply from him.
"20 potions?" Abraki's eyes went wide. "Damn it. This confirms it."
"This guy can concoct the Fire-Resistance potion. He would not have been able to obtain these many potions otherwise." He lamented to his guild member.
"How much is he charging you?" His friend asked.
And suddenly Abraki realized something…
"He did not mention a price." He smiled bitterly. This meant that he had to suggest a price and the other party will either accept it or reject it.
If he suggested something too high, then he will lose out. If he suggested something too low, then this bridge he was trying to create was as good as burnt.
Moreover, there was another set of potions being auctioned right now.
Why would he sell these to him, instead of auctioning everything for the same high price?
Abraki's head hurt. He had a feeling that he was once again being played with.. This person was very troublesome.