Garen strolled casually and occasionally looked at the antiques in the black pillars.
He left the one holding a hollowed out golden bow to walk to a row of railings at the edge of the hall.
Behind them were thicker black pillars with even more precious items.
Garen walked a few steps and stopped beside some college students.
These students wore blue and black uniforms, three guys and four girls. They seemed to be having an aggressive discussion about the treasures.
"Antas’ Blue Wing, it symbolizes freedom, joy, happiness, and the yearning for the perfect paradise in the skies. It’s a mythical item from Antas, only nobles are allowed to craft it," A girl with a blue ponytail claimed. "It’s impossible to appear in a lowly merchant family."
"Normally that is true, but this is different. Look here, that’s the famous Asha Mark from the famous Asha Business Alliance. You can also tell from the details here, here, and there." A white haired boy retorted gently but firmly.