Vincent stared gleefully at his newly acquired belongings...
"As expected of the boss! You truly are a tycoon!"
Cain glared at him, "Just give it here."
Staring at the fatty, Cain was overwhelmed with the urge to use his cheeks as sandbags to train his punches. Still, he fought it back...
Vincent quickly made to transfer the vessel. Seeing him approach, Cain was curious. What methods did Vincent possess. How was he able to store something as large as a ship.
Vincent stretched out his hand and summoned something from his inventory. When Cain stared at his hand, he blanked. Steve looking over Cain's shoulder stole a glance and almost died of a heart attack.
"You... You... You!"
Cain's lips contorted as he felt anger bubbling to the surface. Seeing Cain's barely restrained expression, Vincent quickly explained.
"It is a real ship! Trust me, I would sell you a toy!"