Sangye's gaze slowly swept over the crowd, her eyes hesitant.
Angel seemed to understand and replied, "If you think this place isn't suitable, we can change the location. Perhaps, the trading grounds?"
After all, this was Sanders' manor, a private estate. Sangye had come alone, with no one else around, and the wizards were no pushovers, so her concerns were quite natural.
Hearing Angel say this, Sangye took a step back, "There's no need to go to the trading grounds, it's fine here. I do trust the integrity of a Transcendental Wizard, especially since you represent the Research and Development Institute."
Sangye didn't hesitate to pull out a box from her own space.
The box wasn't big, and it looked rather like a jewelry box.
"This transaction is at my mentor's behest. If it's successful, I believe my mentor would be very pleased," Sangye said once more.
