What would you like to buy

The man's features were sharp and extremely good-looking. He had a small scar on his face but it did nothing to diminish his charm. His hair and his pupils were as red as blood, occasionally flashing with a sharp, cunning glint. 

He wore another well tailored suit, like the one that he had worn before and he carried a black briefcase. Mishal, the chief of the Zhi trading company.

The last time they had met, this person had caused an artificial scarcity for Forean Potions and had come to his door to buy off every Fog dispelling spell that he had. He was extremely perceptive and Zane had to be very careful with him.

"Welcome to the Book Pavilion, Guest. What would you like to buy?" Zane's eerie eyes fixed on Mishal and he repeated like a broken record.

The Businessman smiled, "Bookkeeper, you have not come online for close to a month. I was afraid that you have closed shop and ran away or that you had died in one dungeon or another."