"That's right. Didn't the city lord say we'll be treated as VIPs with our honourable guest tokens?" Leticia chimed in.
"Right. Let's go then." Max nodded and led the ladies to the front of the row.
"Hey, kid. Where do you think you are going? Don't try to cut in the line; the auction supervisors will punish and ban you from ever entering their auction house."
Just as Max and the ladies headed toward the front, an aged voice sounded from the middle of the line. It was an old human man, so when he saw the group of humans trying to cut in the line, he reminded them out of kindness.
"Oh?" Max halted his footsteps, turned to look at the old man, and smiled, "Thank you, senior, for your concern." After saying this, he turned around and walked to the front of the line.
The old who reminded Max shook his head and sighed, "Young people these days!"