KeKeLo's eyes widened as he stared at the equipment piled in front of him. There were over a hundred items, including top-quality Silver gear and even a Gold item. A rough estimate put the total worth at no less than 1,000 gold. He couldn't help but wonder how Ethan always managed to haul back so much treasure every time he went out. Had he actually gone out and robbed someone?
"Enough with that," Ethan scolded, shaking his head. He didn't bother explaining.
"Put this gear on the shelves and price it according to the market value—don't sell it too cheap."
"Got it, boss! I'm a pro at this," KeKeLo said confidently, patting his chest. "I'll make sure you make a killing."
"Just follow market prices, no funny business!" Ethan warned, half-seriously. He wasn't about to risk losing the shop again. This was make-or-break for them; he couldn't afford a repeat of KeKeLo's last attempt at "creative" pricing.
