Disappointed, Natalie forced a smile and said, "Alright then.", before leaving with the rest of her subordinates. The crowd in the trading hall simultaneously sighed a breath of relief as soon as she was gone, relieving them of the pressure they felt from the queen's powerful presence. That was about the time Cheyenne had completed all procedures needed for the trade. Just as promised by the queen, they were not charged any commission and instead managed to exchange a handsome amount of leather armors that were made and perfected by the Raksasa Tribe. Needless to say, the Yach Family could make a fortune out of this trade.
"Uncle!" Cheyenne walked over grinning from ear to ear while saying in excitement, "You were amazing! Who knew you would be friends with the Raksasa Queen! Seriously, who are you?"
Darryl grinned at Cheyenne's curious expression and said, "I'm just an ordinary man who happens to know the queen."
"Fine, don't tell me," Cheyenne pouted, her enticing features were made to look even more alive by the frustration. She was no fool, it was obvious that Darryl was lying. But she decided that it would be best to let him keep his secret if he really was reluctant to share it.
Half an hour later, the two arrived at the Yach family’s mansion.
"Your...Your Ladyship!" Darryl sobered and responded with unconceivable excitement. "What brings you here?" It simply had been too long since he last saw Diaochan.
Diaochan smiled gently and got straight to the point. "I came looking for you to give you this. You must guard it with your life." She reached into her enchanted beast pouch and retrieved an item. The moment he saw it, Darryl's jaw dropped.
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