Michael left the pitiful looking store, happy to be rid of the musty smell and cramped atmosphere. Archie, who had hidden himself earlier, decided to return, 'Master, are you sure you made the right decision?' he asked earnestly.
Sighing lightly, he responded unenthusiastically, 'Honestly I'm not sure. Despite how he looks I can tell that Greg is a talented merchant. There's a wily intelligence hidden within those beady eyes.'
'I'll take your word for it.' Archie said, unconvinced. 'What are we doing now? There's still some time until we're meant to meet at the Ling family.' he asked nonchalantly.
Walking forward with purpose, a grin formed slowly on Michael's lips, 'Let's go check out the competition' he said with a chuckle.
