The situation immediately became tense.
Giyoto might have been much stronger than he was, but the only person in the room actually taller than Grey was Brad, and after the man's blow was basically crushed by the Baron, he was looking a lot smaller.
By comparison, Grey's temper seemed to have flared beyond the point he cared to hold his tongue anymore.
The territory was owned by Giyoto. This money, aside from what he might have paid on taxes, would go directly to him. If Giyoto didn't want to give him the shop, Grey didn't actually care anymore. He wasn't in pressing need of it.
"This price was not set by me." Giyoto said calmly. Nothing about Grey's answer seemed to faze him anymore, but it was also quite clear that the man's previous mellow kindness wasn't here right now. "The territory might be mine, but zones available to be sold or rented by non-humans are subject to Warden Laws.
