He had spent considerable effort bringing Sean here today. More importantly, his entire plan depended on securing Sean's goodwill.
The potions he needed for the upcoming Royal Hunting Competition were not ordinary medicines. Even if he purchased every necessary herb from Elysia Trading Hall, it would be useless unless Garreth Light personally agreed to refine them.
Without Sean's help in persuading his master, all his efforts would amount to nothing.
"Brother Sean, it's not that I don't want to buy it," Kaelan hurriedly explained. "Two hundred thousand gold coins is just a little difficult to produce all at once. I don't have that much with me right now. Why don't we look at another one?"
Sean's eyes narrowed.
"I only like this one."
He glanced at the other cauldrons without interest.
"I have no use for the others. If you can't afford it, then forget it. As for whether I ask my master for help afterward, that's my decision."
Kaelan's face went pale.
"Wait, Sean."
