Anon stood in front of a large shop with a big sign that read 'Slave Trading Company.'
"Nice... Let's see what type of merchandise I can find in here," Anon said as he started walking toward the entry door of the shop.
"Wait... Who are you?" Two dark elves standing at the door stopped Anon.
"Huh...? Why the heck should I tell you that? I'm a customer who wants to buy a slave," Anon spoke as he looked at the dark elves.
"Oh, really? Well, the lowest-priced slave inside is one silver. Show me one silver, and I'll let you go inside," the dark elf spoke.
"Oh, you want to see one silver, huh? Here you go," Anon said as he summoned a platinum coin in his hands.
"What-? A platinum coin?" Both of the dark elves were shocked.
'A kid pulled out a platinum coin from his pocket? He must be some rich bastard,' the dark elf thought.
"Let the esteemed one in, you fools." Suddenly, a voice came from inside.