A Father's Gift

A rather heavy atmosphere permeated around a remote stall on the fiftieth floor.

Varian looked at the shopkeeper and said curtly. "I came first. I'm taking it."

"No!" The girl clenched her fists in front of her chest and yelled. "I was here first. I have the right to buy."

"This is very important to me," Varian said to the girl in a cold voice.

Even though he didn't release any killing intent, the air seemed to have stilled from his mere stare.

What's more, after so many life-challenging situations, the atmosphere around Varian by itself was frightening.

Even though he didn't realize it yet, he could be scary sometimes.

The girl's face paled as she felt like she was stared at by a scary beast. Her legs trembled in fear, but she gritted her teeth and held back the tears in her eyes.

"B-Bully! I have to buy this at any cost!"

Varian shook his head and turned to the stall owner. "I will pay 1,000,000 CP."