Although the bronze plaque of the Golden Palm Trading Company at the door instinctively disgusted these tax collectors, their duty made it impossible for them to ignore such an anomaly. Moreover, their futures were all staked on the company—whether regarding the path of the Transcendent or their savings, they were united in prosperity and adversity.
However, before they could form a battle line and slowly approach...
BOOM!
A loud explosion erupted, and flames shot into the sky.
A large hole was blasted into the pristine white marble walls of the Golden Palm Trading Company's auction house.
Three agile figures burst out, leaping onto the nearby buildings with just a few bounds, like monkeys.
By the bright moonlight and nearby lights, Ron and his companions could see that the three figures were three eerie clowns.
They were dressed in ridiculous clown costumes, wearing colorful wigs, and their faces were painted with thick layers of makeup.
