"It's you, old bastard!" Kadyn exclaimed, spotting the culprit. He never thought that this guy would sneak into his shop in the middle of the night.

"Damn it!" the man cursed and peered at Kadyn with a vicious expression. "I wanted to do this silently, but who would have thought that you've got a death wish, brat?"

"Hot Rod!" Khrom's eyes widened when he saw the man's face. What the hell this bastard is doing here. He thought. Kadyn and Khrom exchanged glances, both of them could see the confusion in each other's eyes.

"What are you doing? Are you here for Melvona?" Kadyn calmed himself down and asked—if he was out of the shop he would definitely run with his tail between his legs. But here, he was the king. No Spell Caster could do anything to him. As he thought, he curled his lips triumphantly. It felt good to have an overpowering trump card like a magic shop.

"Melvona?" Artisan Hot Rod looked at him with a blank face, then he thought about something. "Oh, that Dwarven girl. No, I'm not here for her. Anyway, It's better you've discovered me. Now I don't need to sneak and search for it by myself."

Kadyn frowned and narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"

"Father, why are you wasting time with him? Just break his limbs and snatch the item." A boy standing behind Hot Rod said with a malicious expression. He stared at Kadyn as he was an ant; his face was filled with disdain and arrogance.

"Haha, don't mind him. My son is a little hot-tempered." Hot Rod chuckled and turned towards Kadyn. "Though he is a little impatient, what he said is true. I came here for something. Give it to me."

"What is the thing that sir Hot Rod wants?" Kadyn curled his lips as he asked. Though he wanted to thrash this father and son duo, he controlled his urge. He needed to know the purpose behind their visit.

"I want the Black Iron you bought from the auction." Hot Rod said and went on. "Don't let me repeat, or it won't do you any good."

"Why do you want Black Iron? It is just a common rank metal. It might be precious for an Elementary Artisan, but someone like you… it isn't anything special." Kadyn asked with his glittering eyes. It seems there was something that he was unaware of. If Hot Rod had gone to this extent for just that metal, it must be something very precious. Is that not a chunk of Black Iron? Kadyn thought. Then said, "I'll give you the metal after you tell me why you want it."

"You don't know what's good for you, brat." Artisan Hot Rod sneered and a rune appeared over his forehead. Simultaneously, a horrifying aura dawned over Kadyn. "I've given you a chance, but you ignored my kind gesture. Don't blame me for being ruthless now, kneel!" he shouted.

Khrom felt the pressure and a terrified expression appeared on his face. He didn't know what to do, he felt helpless in front of the pressure of Rank 1 Magus. However, at this moment, Kadyn grinned and waved his hand as he said with a flat tone. "Disperse!"

As soon as his words fell, the pressure vanished. "Wha… what!" Hot Rode screamed with shock and horror when he realised what had just happened. He saw Kadyn still standing tall and proud peering at him with a disdainful smirk as if he was a clown. His eyes shrank and horror appeared on his face. Only those people at the Rank 2 Magus could disperse his pressure as Kadyn did. Does that mean… as soon as he thought of the possibility his body quivered and his heart trembled and his face turned pale.

"What are you doing, father?" A boy shouted from behind Hot Rod."Just finish him off."

"Slap!"

"Shut the fuck up, you dunce!" Hot Rod smashed his son ten meters away with a slap. His face had swollen like a pig; blood trickled from his lips, and tears and snot appeared inside his eyes and nose when he realised what had just happened. He felt wronged. He didn't even know why his father had suddenly slapped him. "Father.."

"I said shut the fuck up!" Artisan Hot Rod shouted at his son and gritted his teeth in fury. He turned towards Kadyn and fear flickered inside his eyes. This time he had hit the iron plate. "Sir, I'm really sorry for my offence. Please, forgive me." As he said, he knelt. Khrom and Hot Rod's son were left stunned at such a display. Neither of them could understand what the hell was going on.

Kadyn looked at the kneeling man in front of him and a surprised expression appeared on his face. This guy was pretty decisive, as soon as he realised that he had offended the wrong person, he became tamed. Kadyn eyed him and said with some interest."I can forgive you, but one needs to pay the price for his actions. What price can you pay?"

"What does Sir Kadyn want from me?" Hot Rod looked at Kadyn and asked with a nervous expression.

Kadyn smiled at his question and replied. "Two years. I need you to work in my shop for two years. You aren't the worker of my shop. However, if you can become a regular employee or not, that depends on your behaviour, and performance in the future."

Artisan Hot Rod's lips twitched when he heard what Kadyn said. Who the hell wants to become a worker in your shop? I'm the majestic Rank 1 Artisan! He thought but remained silent. He wasn't stupid enough to argue with Kadyn. However, his face already sold him. One could tell with just a single look that he was quite depressed at this moment.

Kadyn eyed at his troubled face and chuckled "It seems it's quite hard for you to make a decision. Let me help you then." Hearing Kadyn's words, Hot Rod looked at Kadyn with hopeful eyes. However, his next sentence made him pale with fright.