"The Guild Master is very busy," the receptionist said hesitantly.
"May I take a message to deliver to him?"
Before Ray could reply, he felt a firm hand land on his shoulder.
Ray ignored the receptionist and turned his head to face the man who had dared to interrupt his conversation.
It was a burly man with a sword hanging on his back, and from his expression, it was clear he wasn't friendly.
"Who the hell are you? What business do you have with the guild master?" the man demanded, narrowing his eyes dangerously.
"Like you said, I have business with your guild master, not you. So why don't you go fetch him for me instead of trying to intimidate me? Which, by the way, isn't working." Ray patted the man's shoulder, smiling lightly.
The man's eyes widened in fury.
He did not appreciat
