When Henry was about to reach the exit, he looked at the manager who was walking beside him. "Alright, I won't make trouble again. Can you please let me stay in the auction?"
"You ruin my reputation, Lord Henry. Your shoes don't work."
"I am honest. Do you think I would gladly go on stage to prove my point if the shoes don't work?"
The manager glanced at him. "The proof is there. Your shoes don't work. I do not care about the rest."
"You're very calm for someone who just had their reputation ruined," Henry said.
"We're too big, Lord Henry. This small mistake will not bring down our prestige. Besides, I have something that will make the audience happy. A Gold Rank enslaved giant velobra. Haha. Can you believe it?"
Henry's eyes widened. "An enslaved giant velobra? How is that possible? That thing is a wild beast."