Perfect Baldhead still did not quite understand why those women hated him. It was an auction! How could they blame him for having too fat a wallet just because they could not bear to part with their own little money?
Xiao Liuliu shot the baldhead a helpless look. If she had won the bid, all she would have gotten were sour remarks like "Sister Liuliu is really willing to spend." But losing jewelry to a man? That was humiliation.
The baldhead always claimed he understood women well, but that was all bullshit.
He simply could not handle the women of Black Rose. Even if Perfect Baldhead wanted to imitate Xue Yunfeng, instead of getting beaten up on a ship, he would be shoved straight into a stinking mud pit.
Otherwise, why would he look at Xue Yunfeng with such envy, jealousy, and resentment, then spout so much sour nonsense?
When Snow Old Dog had been sour toward him some time ago, he had not complained about being called a dog.
The grudges and romances among the Undead even made Corellon, who was staying in the Alchemy Hall, seek out Hill specifically. He wanted to see what kind of jewelry could produce such an amusing result.
Hill directly had Liszt open the storeroom for him to browse. In any case, those things were of little use to Hill.
Corellon's single visit resulted in Elven accessories appearing among the pirate bounties. The great Father of Elves believed that Elven craftsmanship was certainly no worse than that of the Dragonborn Empire.
Although they made greater use of natural materials, compared to those Dragonborn artificial products, their jewelry had many additional functions. For example, hairpins made from flowers could make the wearer smell like those flowers from head to toe.
And once the Elven