C227 Toxicosis

"Tell me, what are your conditions?" Seeing the smile on the black-clothed man's face, Hera felt her hair stand on end.

"You don't need to know. Just tell me if you agree or not and I'll do it right away. If you don't, there's a door over there. Take your time." The black-clothed man had a confident look on his face. He knew that regardless of whether he'd said the conditions