"Ordinary Myst Auction House..."
Joshua Palmer seemed to have thought of something and muttered softly to himself.
The attendant seemed to have noticed what Joshua Palmer was thinking.
"Yes, we sell basically everything. As long as something can be considered as a commodity and has value..."
" we will sell it."
"So, if Mr. Palmer thinks this is beyond your acceptable range."
"Then I advise you to leave this place as soon as possible!"
Joshua Palmer was silent for a moment.
He thought for a long time, then clenched his fists and shook his head.
"No, this is your way of survival. If it exists in this world, there must be a reason for it," he replied.
"No matter how unreasonable this may seem, it's not something I need to consider. Since I'm already standing here."
"It means that I may be the same kind of person as you."
"In that case, what reason do I have to leave this place?"