Matthew couldn't shake the feeling that every time he looked at his master, he was merely scratching the surface of an ocean of strength.
"Yes, I agree," Maxwell echoed, mirroring his partner's assessment. He too observed our good gamer, feeling a mix of admiration and unease.
Judging by the extraordinary wealth displayed by their employer, it was clear that underestimating him would be a grave mistake.
The man exuded an air of nonchalance, but beneath that relaxed facade lay the potential for tremendous power—a realization that weighed heavily on both Maxwell and Matthew.
As they continued their walk, the atmosphere shifted from casual banter to one charged with anticipation.
The lively streets, filled with bustling merchants and excited shoppers, began to thin out.
As they ventured deeper into the heart of the city, the grand auction hall loomed ahead, its majestic structure demanding attention.
