Chapter 160: Eternal Rivals

The shop was exquisite, with lavish décor and marble flooring. It had high ceilings and fancy chandeliers, exuding an air of wealth and refinement.

In one of the rooms, a young man with a gloomy expression stood in place, wearing garments made from high-level fabric that would cost more than just a few zeni.

The material was grey, with a black jacket adorned with an expensive brooch on the side of his chest. His black hair framed his face, giving him the appearance of a rich noble young master.

Damon glanced at the seamstress, who was fitting his clothes. This was the fifth set Lilith had selected and bought for him.

Naturally, he appreciated free stuff as much as the next person—it wasn't like he was the one paying for it.

Though, just to confirm...

"Hey, you're not buying all these expensive clothes with my money, right?"

He was referring to the 12 million they had gotten from killing Makia and the other members of Quick Hand.