“Knowledge has nothing to do with age. It’s either you know it or you don’t. In other words, it’s your


    problem that you need tens of years to cultivate magecraft. I’m not as witless as you.” Jared


    nonchntly made his point.


    Bam! Barnabus mmed his hand on the table. “You brat, what did you just say?”


    Something is going down today! Sean was enlivened to see the drama brewing.


    “Take it easy, Mr. Holt.” Samuel briskly got up and tried to calm Barnabus down.


    “Mr. Bailey, where is this kid from? Get this arrogant brute out right now, or I’m leaving. There’s only


    room for one of us!”


    Barnabus couldn’t hold his anger any longer and bawled at Samuel.


    Samuel jolted to Barnabus’ fit of uncontrolled anger, and his face scrunched.


    He couldn’t afford to offend either party, but Barnabus threat put him on the spot.


    “Mr. Holt, it seems like the Baileys doesn’t respect you as much as you thought. He’s going against


    your will for that young fellow. Why not be on the Coopers’ side? We will pay as much as the Baileys


    are willing to offer!”


    Sean was adding fuel to the fire and managed to rattle Barnabus further.


    “Mr. Bailey, are you intending to offend me for that unruly kid?”


    Samuel was on the verge of crying and darted his eyes toward Jared. To his consternation, thetter


    sat unruffled by the matter as if he wasn’t involved in that quarrel.


    “Mr. Holt, Mr. Chance is one of our honorable guest, so-”


    “I see. I’ll leave then.”


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    Barnabus left in a huff before Samuel could finish his sentence.


    “Please, Mr. Holt. Don’t go just yet.”


    Sean quickly stood in Barnabus’ way. “Mr. Holt, it’s the Baileys lost for not appreciating you, but we do!


    The Coopers have always admired you, so why not be our authenticator instead?”


    Barnabus turned his head toward Samuel and Jared and tilted his head into a nod. “Very well, then.


    Since it is Mr. Cooper who values my expertise, I shall be at your service.”


    Sean immediately gestured for his previous geomancer to leave and let Barnabus take that person’s


    seat.


    Mortified, Samuel sat back down and looked at Jared.


    “Mr. Bailey, you’ve made a wise choice today. You won’t regret it,” Jared murmured.


    “Mr. Chance, the Baileys shall entrust you fully with our wellbeing from now on.” Samuel humbly


    expressed his certitude.


    “Alright. Forty million from the Baileys! Going once, going twice, and”


    “Forty-five million!” It was Sean!


    His exorbitant bid muted the room. People were throwing nces at each other, but none raised the


    price. Samuel loved the mirror, but without Jared’s approval, he couldn’t do anything but give up the


    mirror to Sean.


    One by one, the magical items were disclosed. However, Jared made sure that Samuel didn’t bid for


    anything. On the contrary, Sean won almost all the bids at sky-high prices, as advised by Mr. Holt.


    Samuel was like a cat on a hot tin roof, but he didn’t dare to make any remarks, whereas Sean was all


    cheeky and chirpy, vexing the former further.


    “Mr. Bailey, it’s interesting how you would choose a dupable brat over an experienced mage like Mr.


    Holt. That kid might be talented, but unlike martial arts, magecraft requires much more than just that. I


    can’t believe that you’re deceived by a sprog. You are a shame to Jadeborough!” Sean grinned at


    Samuel.


    Samuel was lost for words to defend his decision. He could only re back at Sean.


    “Laugh while you still can.” Jared took a sip from the cup of tea in front of him.