The door got knocked again. Skinny Pete, visibly annoyed now, yanked it open.
Garrett instantly put on a flattering smile and held out the Tier 9 crystal core. "Uh… how about this one?"
The moment Skinny Pete saw the Tier 9 core, his face went dark.
"Get lost. Get lost, get lost. As far as you can."
"You—"
Garrett's expression completely collapsed. His anger flared so hard he almost snapped on the spot.
But he thought about what kind of people lived in this mansion—and he forced the rage back down his throat, swallowing it raw.
"Since Fallen Star Squad doesn't welcome us," he said through clenched teeth, "we'll take our leave."
Face iron-blue, Garrett turned and walked off with his men.
Right then, another group came toward them. Both sides paused for a split second when they met, but nobody said anything. They just nodded politely as they passed.
