"H— How much?" the lady asked with a quivering voice.
"50 siks for today and we come tomorrow, or 10 rops for the whole month. Your choice," one of the men said.
"I— I don't have that kind of money right now," the woman said.
"Cut the crap and give it to us fast. We don't have time to waste with you all day," the men said.
"I— I really don't have any. I have nothing to give to you," the woman said.
"Hah! Who do you think you are lying to? Look at this, you sell so much and you expect us to believe that you don't have anything? You are quite a brave woman, aren't you?" the man said with an evil grin.
Ning looked at him and really wanted to punch his face. But doing so would mean the man was going to die, and he didn't want the hassle of being a murderer in this world right now.
'Although, I might finally have a key to the seal,' Ning thought and smiled a little.
