Not far away.
As Aaron removed the Shadow Ring from his right hand, he muttered to himself, There's an art to squeezing every last drop out of someone... Now I can make ripe leeks harvest themselves. Hahaha...
"If Scarface knew that the person he'd found to back him was the same person who'd robbed him twice, I wonder if he'd have a complete mental breakdown."
He gazed at the iron-black ring in his hand, sensing the drain on his spirituality and the danger lurking in the surrounding darkness, then flipped a coin.
A moment later, Aaron shook his head and stared at the ring. "You've got some nerve... I'll use my spirit body to scare it one of these days and see if I can tame it..."
He'd just sensed a hint of the danger of Secrecy. There was no doubt it came from the Strange Object's backlash!
Thursday morning, August 20.
Aaron wore a white shirt, a black waistcoat, and a dark brown overcoat. A silk top hat sat on his head, his shoes gleamed, and he carried a slender cane inlaid with white crystal. With the maid Sylvia bowing as she saw him off, he left his residence and climbed into a carriage.
Green Forest City was never very hot, while its winters were bitterly cold. The city's former nobles had been forced to bundle up in thick fur coats.
"Let's go!"
Once Aaron had settled in, the carriage set off at once, rolling slowly toward the Auguf Auction House.
Today was the day the Fabri Dynasty artifacts were to be auctioned.
Aaron's expression was solemn as he gazed at his hands and pondered silently. *The spirituality of Yao has once again reached its limit. I have to find the spiritual materials I need as soon as