Deal

"Not a demon. But..." Aru looked at the silver-haired man curiously.

He was sure that someone related to this man was the one who had chopped off Dal's arm previously.

Normally, Aru wouldn't judge people based on their appearance, but this time, he felt he had to. Something felt off.

"You must be the young man selling the spark," the silver-haired man spoke with a bright smile on his handsome face.

Aru stayed silent.

The man didn't seem to mind. He stopped in front of Aru and continued, "I am the manager of the auction house, Rath Skydragon. I'd like to speak with you about the commission."

"Two per cent," Aru shot back immediately, cutting Rath off before he could say more. The man's aura radiated an air of superiority that Aru found repulsive. Most wouldn't notice it, but Aru was extremely sensitive to such attitudes and had no tolerance for them. So, he deliberately lowered the commission again.