Slave seal

Max smiled when he the manager's expression and without wasting any second, he threw a spatial bag toward him, "Manager, here is the payment for the beast. Please brand the slave seal so we can take it away."

The manager looked at the red sparrow with much reluctance in his eyes. He was really regretting that no one recognised the beast as a hybrid. If anyone had done so, the hall would have earned at least five million low-grade Mana stones and if they were to put it on the auction in the Greenwave auction house, the profit might have been even more.

'Sigh! Let it be.' In the end, he could only sigh and accept the payment. He then took out two golden talismans. One had the word 'slave' imprinted on it while the other one had the word 'master'.