To think that he was already over 50 years old, but a boy had left him in such a quandary. "Young man, just what did you come here for?" he couldn't help but ask angrily. "I, for one, came here in good faith. I only wish to walk away from this transaction with both of us satisfied with the results. I'm telling you, my conditions are very reasonable."
Yao Tang leaned over and rapped her knuckles against the table. "I, too, think that my condition is perfectly reasonable."
The man's hands clenched into fists.
His family had no success in the field of weaponry, though they had been making a lot of research throughout the past few years. It was exactly because of this that he needed to acquire those blueprints.
If he didn't get his hands on new ideas or a reliable source material, then his family would have no hope of developing any further in the area.
The art of designing and creating weapons took a great deal of talent, after all.
