Clay Freeman patted his chest with a righteous expression.
Alfred Freeman beside him burst his bubble, "You're just looking for an excuse to flirt with girls, right? Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."
Clay's face reddened, and he coughed twice before saying, "Nonsense, I'm clearly trying to help Mr. Smith here. Don't try to sow discord between us!"
Ethan Smith watched the scene, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Though these two were indeed wastrels, they were simple-hearted and endearing characters.
Ethan didn't say any more, as the auction had already started, and one treasure after another was brought onto the stage.
The first item was a Refined Armor, made of Geneiron and extremely solid, but it held little meaning for Ethan Smith.
The Refined Armor ultimately sold for 300,000 magic coins.
The second item was a Mythical Lunar Fruit, a true treasure and essential ingredient for many herbs, which sold for 250,000 magic coins.
