The turtle inhaled deeply. He broke into a smile. "Yes, of course, because some of the stuff I sell needs the good deed."
"Oh..." Jennet nodded her head. She was confused but she had nothing to ask because she had no idea what to ask.
The more she delves into the sensitive case, the more she gets confused about everything around them.
After the conversation, Jennet and the twins took their time to see all of the stuff on display. The vast majority of the items were human's everyday stuff and were broken. For example, the quills without nibs, shoes without soles, cups without handles, bows without strings and the list just went on.
Jennet came across a hilt, the only one among thousands of items on display. She felt a strange sense of Deja Vu as if she had seen it before.
"That one is notorious and dangerously powerful, but had a sad story..." The turtle gave an intro.
Jennet glanced and asked, "What happened to it?" She was interested.