The loud whispers and noise faded behind him when Kyle opened the door and stepped inside the weapon shop.
The shop was filled with various kinds of weapons but he ignored them all and approached the white-haired old man standing at the counter.
The old man's brows wrinkled when he saw Kyle. Just a few minutes ago, he sensed the crying man outside his shop but to his astonishment, he wasn't able to sense the culprit's presence. That's why he gazed outside from a window.
However, even after looking at the silver-haired boy who attacked the screaming guy the man wasn't able to sense anything from him.
His expression was cautious as he looked at Kyle.
"What can I help you with sir?"
Kyle didn't mind the old man's gaze. He gazed at his pointy ears and went straight to the point.
"I want to sell some weapons. There are a lot and their quality is not good so I am willing to sell them as long as you can offer a good price."
