"Where is that old fart?" A voice roared as the man stepped into the store.
"Let him come out now and face me." The man who had smashed the door of the store open let out a yell. He was huffing and puffing, and his eyes darted everywhere.
Until they finally landed on Reith.
"You. You are working in this place right? I want you to get your boss out here right now. Or I'd kill you and break this store down." The man was utterly furious.
Reith wondered what could even make him that way. From the well-polished armor that the man wore, it was obvious he was well to do.
"I'm sorry but you are mistaken. I'm not working here."
Hearing Reith's statement, the man felt like he was being defied. He instantly dropped a long staff-looking bag wrapped with rags on the working table.
