Maxwell's actions made the surrounding people coldly laugh.
"Isn't this kid the beggar that was previously asleep under the eaves of someone's house?"
"He can't even survive himself yet he wants to buy someone and their sword? What's the use of buying a piece of trash?"
"A piece of trash buying another piece of trash; they can be termed the Trash Duo! How awesome is that name?"
"Hahaha..."
Maxwell sat on the ground and stared at the guy before staring at the sword. He didn't even bother with the comments behind him and was only smiling non-stop. The smile came from deep within his heart as he looked at the guy and said: "A bunch of retards."
There was a brief flash in the man's eyes but he didn't reveal any expressions.
Maxwell had an excited face as he asked: "Brother, what's your name?"
The guy maintained his silence and didn't respond.
