บท 231: Terms and Conditions

Seated in a large room with little furniture, Michael exuded a presence of utter calmness. 

He took a sip of water and put the glass on the table in front of him, his gaze never leaving the middle-aged man in front of him.

Kilian Whira was sitting opposite Michael, his back drenched and his palms sweaty. 

No matter how he looked at it, Michael's demeanor and presence had changed drastically within a few months. 

'Was the price I gave for the Artifacts not satisfactory? Should I have indulged him a little bit more? Why is his gaze so scary?!?' Kilian asked himself, knowing that he would never receive an answer to his questions.

He was worried that the Agriculture Project would slow down now that Michael was unwilling to send more blueprints than demanded in his exclusive contract. Slowly realization dawned upon Kilian; the tables had turned. 

They lost their advantage.