Crafting an Equipment(1)

" Y.. You! .. why are you here? ", Vin stuttered and his legs went limp as he pointed towards Max with wide eyes.

" Hm..You know each other?. ", the old man asked observing Vin's actions.

" Master..he- aahh!! ", Vin screamed half a way as Ryan pinched his back.

" We just met him earlier, Master. He was asking for directions. Who would have thought he was looking for our store? If I had known I wouldn't have mess..I mean I would have brought him here myself. ", Ryan said with a smile before giving Vin a deadly stare.

He knew that they were in the wrong to begin with. If their Master were to know about it. They were as good as dead. He even looked at Max with pleading eyes.

Max on the other hand too didn't want to get involved in any more trouble. So he nodded and both of them came to a tactical agreement.

" How did you get that? Don't tell me you got into trouble again.", the old man asked with a frown as he pointed at the bandage on Ryan's nose.