"Please wait a moment, young man."The homeless-looking man stopped Albion before trying to return the changes back to him.
"I cannot take your money. I have not done anything, nor are we familiar enough for me to accept this much money from you."
"Just consider it as me trying to repay someone from my previous life through you." Albion casually stated without accepting the money in the homeless-looking man's outstretched hand.
Shortly after, he resumed his steps while eating his meat skewers before he added, "If you still don't want it, then just throw it away. Simple as that."
"This… But what should I do with this much money?" The homeless-looking man asked with a lost expression.
With just $5 or $10, he would only need to worry about his next meal.
He had forgotten how long it has been since he held so much money—so long that he does not know what to do with it.
