"I welcome you all, esteemed ladies and gentlemen, to the Gilded Debt. I'm sure your great selves have important matters to attend to, so I won't waste time. I will begin the auction."
Atticus watched, eyes calm as the man began the auction.
He had never attended an auction before, but in his past life, he had watched it multiple times on tv.
Atticus could vividly remember that people with sharp mouths always presided over the event. They spoke with such speed that many rappers would be put to shame.
The same thing played out in front of him. The man's introduction had been the slowest he spoke.
True to his words, he didn't waste any time and began introducing the items, and also rapidly calling out bids.
Placing a bid was quite easy. If they were interested in an item all they had to do was push the button in front of them.
Atticus saw the surrounding booths shrouded by darkness light up a bright white light, signifying their interest in the called bid.
