"Let's start with a pouch… no, two pouches of high-grade spirit stones," Matthew said with a smile.
"You—are you out of your mind?!"
"Young Master Tian, my abilities aren't free. If you're looking for someone cheaper, feel free to leave."
"You—" He knew he had offended Matthew last time, but why was the man being so vindictive? "Do you really think I can't find someone else to help me?"
Matthew said nothing.
Seeing this, Rick gritted his teeth. The truth was, he had been waiting to see Ghost again. He'd hired a few people over the past few days, but none of them were able to help. Instead, they made him lose even more money.
"Fine. Two pouches of high-grade stones, then," Rick said. He thought of the money he had already burned and the friends who snickered behind his back. He couldn't take more losses.
Matthew's eyes narrowed behind the mask. He lifted his hand, palm up. "Down payment."
"Down… down payment?" Rick echoed.
Matthew said nothing. He left the hand out, waiting.
