In less than a minute, the trio were surrounded. The elderly man at the table behind them remained indifferent, leisurely picking his teeth and simply enjoying the spectacle.

"What are you doing?" Marissa shouted angrily.

"Try to earn some quick cash!" someone said, and the crowd grinned.

Adrian glared at the owner. "How much for the food?"

"Four thousand chrystals," the owner lamented. He had already notified the Ivory Clouds, but no help had arrived yet, leaving him to fend for himself.

The Ivory Clouds had already sent people, but they were searching at the outskirts of Greenhurst.

With a slash, Adrian cut his arm and blood gushed out. "There, I've hurt myself. According to the reward for hurting me and after deducting the fare for the food, you now owe me a thousand chrystals."

The owner was dumbfounded and cursed at himself. Adrian’s tactic would make him end up losing money.

The old man enjoying the spectacle asked the owner, "You're not going to refuse him, are you, Ga