The house was stunning, as expected from a wealthy family. As they entered, the staff stared at William, Rebo, and Bruce, trying to figure out who they were.
The looks were mostly directed at William and Rebo. Bruce was already known to them, so he didn't draw as much surprise.
A tall, thin man with short, neatly parted hair and glasses approached them.
"Bruce, my dear friend," he said. "How are you?"
"I'm great," Bruce replied, gesturing to William. "This is the guy I told you about."
"A pleasure to meet you, William," the man said. "I'm Matthew."
"Likewise," William replied.
Matthew sized William up, just like the guards had, clearly skeptical that he could've killed all the magical beasts Bruce had mentioned.
He only believed it because of his trust in Bruce. Matthew couldn't imagine Bruce lying to him, but he suspected the number of beasts might be accurate while doubting William had taken them all down alone.
Regardless, he led them to a private room.
