"What? I am asking only for 40% here. The terms aren't too bad. Let me tell you this beforehand. This recipe is not easy to obtain."
"No matter which mob you grind, there won't be another copy of this recipe. I got it from a special quest." Liam explained.
But the more he explained, the more Dante's face changed, and not in a good way. The guy continued to remain silent.
"Do you want to negotiate further?" Liam probed.
But instead of answering him, the other party abruptly stood up. The big sneer as well returned back to his face.
"Did you think I was one of your slaves that you could order around? Heh. You can keep your recipe to yourself. I don't need it."
"Oh, and if you still desperately need me to help you with it, you can always come to find me and beg me some more."
"But don't ever talk about agreements or things like that in front of me. Heh. Who do you think I am? Do you know my professional rank?
