"Hehehe!"
Malcolm couldn't help chuckling when he saw a certain white-haired ranker approach him. He rubbed his palms together before adding up.
"It's always a pleasure to see my most cherished customer get back to me. Come. I'll put up a sign before we discuss business."
Malcolm said and activated the array system under the shop's ground. All the items he had on display disappeared. The shopkeeper and the customer who came to visit him would buy or sell unique things, which might or might not be what he wanted to be seen dealing in. So he put a close sign on the shop before allowing him to talk.
Eren smiled bitterly when Malcolm gave him special treatment. But he also couldn't blame the guy. The items he sold him belonged to two dead rankers who were exceptional in their own right. The belongings they carried had fetched him a high price.