"Look, this little bear balloon suits you perfectly," Red-Hair said, holding back his laughter.
Lin Mo's face darkened. He unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks on Red-Hair, then successfully transferred the little bear balloon into his hand.
The two kept roughhousing like that and soon arrived near the auction house in Grove 1.
"Oh, quite a crowd today. Looks like they've got something good." Red-Hair suddenly grew interested. "My dear boy, want to go take a look? If you like something and the price is right, how about your godfather buys it for you?"
Lin Mo: "..."
Could he refuse?
Lin Mo turned to leave.
Red-Hair grabbed the back of his collar and hauled him back. "We're already here. Come on, let's watch the fun."
With that, he dragged Lin Mo into the auction hall.
Seeing that plenty of people were collecting bidding paddles, he thought for a moment, then decided to take Lin Mo over and get one too: number 302.
Lin Mo quietly surveyed everything around him. It all felt somewhat familiar.
"Have I been here before?" Lin Mo asked curiously.
"Of course you have," Red-Hair said casually.
"What did I come here for?" Lin Mo asked in surprise. "Was I heading to Fish-Man Island then too?"
Red-Hair smiled. "No, you came here to cause trouble."
Lin Mo: "?"
"You killed a Celestial Dragon here," Red-Hair said lightly.
"What are Celestial Dragons?"
"Nobles protected by the World Government. Here, if anyone dares oppose a Celestial Dragon, the Navy immediately sends an Admiral to deal with it."
"So why did I kill a Celestial Dragon before?"
"I don't really know the exact reason. As far as I know, you did it to protect your crew. Those Celestial Dragons are just scum throwing their weight around behind someone else's