Ferris emerged from the front entrance victoriously, as if he had just finished a harsh battle. "They should be alright now. I hope you can take care of them, especially your brother."
Ferris warned Tailor in advance, a strong-willed person is unusually hard to get along with.
"Thank you." Tailor bowed deeply before announcing something important. "I've been thinking about how I should reward you. Is there anything in particular you would want?"
Finally! Ferris' subconscious screamed.
Thank you! He thought.
Ferris shook his head. "No, spend it on your orphanage."
He had no regrets saying that. He was already content with what he had at the moment, and he was sure that material power would eventually come along its way as long as he made a name for himself.
Though, he didn't want to outright refuse everything and leave it at that.
Instead of requesting something for himself, he wanted to do the opposite.
