"I missed you Grandmaster…"
The old man looked at Max standing near the destroyed counter with a huge grin on his face.
He obviously had heard from Stark that Max had made it out alive and hence wasn't that surprised.
On the other hand, he had come here expecting to meet him. He had just received a call from Stark and came to know that Stark had given Max the address of the smithy. The smithy was usually operated by Edward on Sunday, hence Max had found the smithy locked up until now.
But today, the Grandmaster had asked Edward to open the shop before he arrived.
"What happened here?" The grandmaster finally asked as he walked further into the shop.
"Uh...I slipped…" Max replied with an awkward laugh.
The old man looked at Max with wide eyes not being able to imagine the situation which had transpired here.