Chapter 87, I thought you'd be taller.

Mad Clown walked out of the private booth, an optimistic smirk on his face. The smirk stretched his lips into a manic grin, the kind that sent chills down the spines of those who dared to meet his gaze. His red and blue coat swayed dramatically with each step, a stark contrast against the dark and sinister ambiance of the auction house.

He tugged at the lapels of his coat, ensuring it was perfectly aligned before adjusting his hat. The hat, a grotesque jester's cap, added to his already unsettling appearance. With a final self satisfied nod, he began his confident stride towards the stairs leading from the private auction booth.

Shadow, in an ethereal form, hovered nearby. Even Mad Clown's heightened senses couldn't detect him in this state. Yet, he spoke with the confidence of one who knew he was ever present.

"First phase of the plan is complete, now we move on to the next... I heard the mighty dragons of the Black Mountains resisted the Four Heavenly Maidens the most of all t
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