"I want to make a deal with you," Bael stated flatly while looking into Brent's eyes.
Brent stared at the ether core, examined it in his head, then focused on Bael and asked, "Do you want to sell it?"
Bael shook his head. "No."
Brent frowned and shifted his gaze towards Jareb and Henry, who wore nervous expressions. "Young masters, I believe you came here to introduce this man to me?"
They nodded.
Brent nodded as well and spoke with a smile, "Then you can wait at the store." He looked at Bael and added, "It seems we have a lot to talk about."
"We do," Bael agreed and turned his head towards the two. "Don't worry about me."
They glanced at him and screamed in their heads, 'We are worried about Uncle Brent, not you!'
They gave everyone a last look and turned around as they left the place.
Just as they left, Brent moved the side of his sofa and pointed at the other side. "Have a seat."
