But now he was genuinely anxious. What if this master was real?
After all, he had heard that on some planets, there were these special people. These types of individuals had no talents or items but possessed a variety of magical abilities. They were just scarce.
Maybe he encountered one today.
"Such a pity."
The fortune-telling old man gave a rather regretful sigh and shook his head, "Benefactor, I had wanted to help you earlier on, taking the initiative to establish a connection with you, but you pushed me away yourself, breaking this connection."
"We in this line of work have our rules, once a connection is broken it can't be reestablished; forcing it could even backfire on both parties."
"..."
After a period of silence, Edward Breed spoke up emotionlessly, "Just be upfront with me. We are all adults here. Just say it, how much money can mend this broken connection?"
"Priceless."
