“Or did you come here to spy on my shop?”
Black Wizard only let out a soft “Heh”. He took off his sunglasses before turning to fix his eyes on Joke. Without enough practice, one could be easily scared off by that gaze. However, Joke had long been used to it.
“I’ll be lying if I say it isn’t like that.” He chuckled. “But your claim is wrong. I’m not here to spy on anything. Let’s say I’m here to offer you the last negotiation.”
“Negotiation?”
Joke and Madame Fon both repeated, making him smile wider.
“Twenty-five million baht,” Black Wizard flatly said. “For Snowbelle’s card and a promise that Red Magic will not lay a single finger on your side anymore. We’ll have Viper formally apologize to you, and obviously, we won’t let him have the Royal Dragon card, in case you’re worried about that.”