"What is your name, Master? And for what purpose did you come here?" Castor asked carefully. He felt intimidated by the young man. What a shame.
"Can I sit down first?" the man asked.
Castor immediately nodded. He had forgotten the etiquette. "Yes, please have a seat. Would you like something to drink?"
"No need," replied the man who then sat down on the chair. "Let's talk about more important things."
The man was just a guest, but somehow he was more dominant than Castor. He was good at mastering which way they would talk.
"Wait. May I at least know what your name is?" asked Castor. He was very curious to know his name. Although later he might not know his name.
"You can call me Earl."
Castor had never heard of the name. Is it just a pseudonym? Finally, he could only nod his head pretending to understand.
"I want to buy all the slaves in the market," said the Earl calmly.