Fors's request was something Hobart had long anticipated. "I know, I know. You must want to put the Fishman Cufflink up for auction at the Longtail Island auction house that's being prepared, right? After all, this Mystical Item is very suitable for auctioning at sea."
Fors froze. "I..."
That wasn't what I was thinking at all! Hobart continued solemnly, "Although the new auction house needs some preparations, you should also consider the price. If an item is too expensive, don't acquire it for the time being."
Fors suddenly did not know how to explain herself. "That's not it. Justice wasn't—"
"I know. Justice was the one who raised the bid first, but didn't I help you snatch the Fishman Cufflink in the end?" Hobart said earnestly. "Don't do something so foolish again."
Fors immediately had the urge to scratch her head. Hobart hadn't stopped the bidding because he did not want to see Justice and me fighting over that Mystical Item? He... He thought I wanted the Fishman Cufflink to prepare lots for the new auction house?
Thinking about it that way, it did make sense. In Hobart's plan for developing the Eastern Port of Longtail Island, one of the key construction projects was building an Extraordinary Auction House there.
And after several months of construction, the Eastern Port city was about to open to the outside world.
A Mystical Item like the Fishman Cufflink would certainly fetch a good price at the auction house on Longtail Island.
Just as Fors was considering this matter, Hobart suddenly leaned over and kissed her.
Fors's cheeks immediately flushed. Just as she was about to dodge, Hobart whispered into her ear, "The World is preparing to hunt an Amon avatar. I need to discuss it with him, so I won't be having dinner