"I don‘t care who your boss is. If you don't want to die, give me the money right now," Isaac said coldly.
The shopkeeper finally kneeled down with a thud, begging for mercy. He then handed Isaac a stack of common banknotes from the Kingdom of Easteria.
As he was leaving, the shopkeeper shouted loudly, and several men with swords quickly gave chase, but none of them could even catch a glimpse of Isaac‘s silhouette.
Holding a wad of cash, Isaac returned to the hotel and approached the door to a basement room.
As he pushed the door open, he was startled to see the attendant who had previously asked him for money lying by the bed.
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