"Mac, what's the point of this auction anyway?"
Adventurers Guild!
When Qing arrived, he happened to catch old Mac sitting down with two large mugs of beer.
Qing joined him, picked up one of the mugs, and drank it clean before recounting the entire incident.
Seeing this, old Mac chuckled and didn't seem to mind.
"Feeling stingy now? Why pretend to be a big spender if you don't have the money? It's pointless!"
"Barry is just like that. He's a businessman, after all, always penny-pinching. Don't take it personally. But, what about the items you bid on? John trusted you to attend the auction."
"What's there to worry about? The auction won't end until the afternoon. I'll get back before it's over. I just couldn't stand it anymore, couldn't take that crap!"
"If you can't take it, why are you drinking my beer? Go buy your own!"
