"Coming."
Jason's lips quirked up, and he responded.
To those who 'delivered goods to his door,' Jason always extended his tolerance, even if the other party had impure motives.
He did not dispel the [Kaya Seal] in the room.
Jason stood up and walked toward the door.
When he opened the door, a man appeared in front of Jason.
Compared to the slightly aged voice, the man's appearance was neat and tidy; his clothes seemed simple but upon closer inspection, the fabric was of no ordinary quality.
At least, Jason could tell that the buttons were made of pure silver.
The leather shoes were likely bespoke.
Rich man.
This was Jason's first impression of the man.
Then, exhaustion.
Even with careful grooming, the dark circles and weary expression on the man's face couldn't be concealed.
Especially when the man looked at Jason, his eyes were filled with dense red veins.
Clearly, the man hadn't rested properly for a long time.
This made the man's condition very poor.
