After Albert successfully subdued the dragon and obtained the Golden Egg, the first person to rush into the arena was not a dragon handler, but an extravagantly dressed male wizard. He looked like a reporter, since another wizard carrying a camera followed beside him.
Behind the wizard, Albert spotted a familiar figure. Mr. Mog stood at the arena entrance, waving at him.
"Please stand in front of the dragon and let me take a close-up."
The wizard grabbed Albert's hand and gestured to the photographer beside him. "Get a photo of us together first."
Albert pulled his hand back with a look of obvious distaste, barely maintaining a smile as he asked, "And you are?"
"Almost forgot." The wizard introduced himself. "My name is Mike Dabo, general manager of Elegant Wizard Clothing Store. Pleased to meet you, Mr. Albert Anderson."
"Hello, Mr. Dabo."
The moment Albert saw Mog, he had already vaguely guessed the identity of the flamboyantly dressed wizard before him.
"If you want me to cooperate with your photo shoot, have the dragon handlers knock the dragon out first. I have no desire to turn my back on a dangerous dragon."
"You're absolutely right. One can never be too careful." Dabo was overly familiar as he slung an arm around Albert's shoulders. "I've already discussed it with the dragon handlers."
Albert felt uncomfortable all over. Using the excuse of greeting Mog, he immediately slipped free from Dabo's arm. The man was nowhere near as strong as Albert.
"How about it? I told you that you wouldn't lose out." After greeting Albert, Mog smiled at Mike Dabo. "Don't cut corners on your GG fee."
"Of course not," Mike Dabo said cheerfully.
"Time is limited. We'd better finish the photos quickly and not cause trouble for anyone else."
"You're right."