Looking at the playful curve of the gentleman's lips, Cole instinctively felt a chill run down his spine.
"In a certain sense, I am also a very stingy person."
Motan narrowed his eyes slightly, his smile growing ever gentler. "So, while I'll be the first to rush to the scene to collect your corpse, I wouldn't spend even half a Gold Coin to prepare a nest for you. Do you get what I mean?"
Feeling a cold sweat all over, Cole instinctively swallowed. He wanted to say that he didn't understand, but no matter what, the words stuck in his throat.
"That's right. I'll use the place Rona Moonlight lived in to hold you."
Motan said this casually, then chuckled, "Don't be modest because, if that day truly comes, your opinions will be utterly insignificant."
With cold sweat covering his forehead, Cole nodded vigorously. "I won't betray your trust, sir."
"That's your own business."
