C728 The Competition in the Treasure State Trading Market

In the middle of a mountain range at the border of the Treasure State.

A middle-aged man in white clothes was standing in a valley and looking at the horizon.

Soon, black dots appeared in the distant horizon.

In the blink of an eye, these black dots were approaching from afar. It was obvious that they were people.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Along with the sound of rushing wind