"Of course, miss. As long as it's someone you love, we can lower the price for him," replied the middle-aged man.
Richard wanted to slap his forehead when he heard that.
At this moment, Grace, the middle-aged boss, and the attendant all turned their gazes toward Richard, waiting for him to say what he wanted to buy.
"I want a weapon," said Richard as the three of them stared at him.
"Sir, please follow me…" The boss seemed eager to guide him personally.
Richard nodded and followed him.
As they walked toward the weapon area, the middle-aged man kept glancing at Grace, as if there was something he wanted to ask her but was too hesitant to say.
Grace, on the other hand, acted as if she was completely unaware of the boss's thoughts.
She continued walking with an indifferent expression.
Meanwhile, Richard kept observing the store, filled with all kinds of items that dazzled his eyes.
He even spotted many high-quality Sky Armors of various forms.
