"An agent? Why would I need an agent?" Richard countered, "I'm doing just fine selling magic potions as is. Why let another person into the share?"
"No, no, no, you misunderstand me," Kevin hurriedly waved his hands, "I'm not after your magic stones, I just want the sales rights, that's enough for me. All the profits from the magic potions go to you, I won't take a penny."
"Not take a penny? Then what do you earn?" Richard stared into Kevin's eyes and continued to ask, "And you still haven't answered the question. Why would I need an agent?"
"For safety, because you have a grudge with Joseph, you've affected his business, you have the woman he wants, because he has enough magic stones to have someone curse you!" Kevin's gaze was fearless. He met Richard's eyes head-on and presented his reason.
"An agent would be a shield before you, a whistle. Any curse coming through the magic potions would have to go through me first."