“Glad to hear,” said Gerald.
“Is there something you’re hoping to buy?” asked Lucian in a curious tone.
“Nothing in particular, though if I find anything good, I may bid for it,” replied Gerald as he shook his head. While he wasn’t a big fan of auctions, since this one was held once every five years, he had a feeling that there were bound to be items that would catch his fancy. Should he come across one, he would surely bid for it. After all, what was money to Gerald?
“…Well, alright, but again, I warn that this auction is going to be unlike anything you’ve ever seen in Weston. Once we’re on the island, even random street stall items can cost millions of dollars! With that said, you’ll need millions to purchase even a single auction item…” explained Lucian, hoping that his warnings would help Gerald avoid getting overly disappointed by his lack of purchasing power later…
“I understand,” replied Gerald in an indifferent tone. After all, he already knew that this was a game for the rich ever since Lucian had told him that the auction was only held once every five years…
“Well, every time there’s an auction, the organizers disguise the event as something else. Due to that, commoners tend to just ignore all this. Besides, the island is quite far from shore and there’s even a sea fog around it, so there really isn’t a chance of the auction getting found out,” explained Lucian as he pointed at the fog in the distance…
Fast forward to around five hours later, the outlines of the island could be seen, prompting Gerald to stretch before giving his surroundings a good look. Though this was just an auction, there were countless cultivators attending, so he had to remain vigilant at all times…
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