Hearing about the Mithril Mine, Fang Hao was also taken aback.
The value of a Mithril Mine was akin to striking an oil field; its monetary worth was just a part of its value, with the majority being the necessity for war preparations.
To find a new vein in such a remote location was indeed surprising.
"You're seeking me out? Aren't you afraid of any danger?" Fang Hao curiously looked at the other party.
After all, he was an outsider, and not even of the Elf Clan.
Surely there were many others, stronger than he, who could be approached?
Eugene looked towards his own guards, then said helplessly, "To be honest, I haven't found any reliable partners, and now that I have met you all, I thought of cooperating with you."
With powerful heroes on side, one could naturally hold a certain advantage during negotiations.
Not to mention a mine, even in a power struggle, one of the standards to measure combat power was the level of the opponent's heroes.
