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... treasures to ensure that everything is as expected.”

The manager was very polite as he handed over a tray with both hands. On the tray was a paper scroll containing all the documentation for bidders and the final cost of each item, and on the side was a small pouch made from midnight-blue silk. From the look of the pouch alone, one could see that it was an extremely luxurious storage treasure, and that the auction house had not spared any cost to show their gratefulness.

“Thank ...

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