A middle-aged man wearing glasses stepped out of the crowd. He was the same man who had posted the bounty that Charles encountered at the crossroads.
Behind him was his wife, along with a little girl who looked around ten years old but had a somewhat vacant expression.
"Mr. Charles, I truly thank you for saving my daughter. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would have done." The man, who had initially managed to keep his composure, could no longer hold back his emotions as he spoke.
He slowly bent his knees, tears of relief streaming down his face, wanting to express his gratitude before continuing.
Charles couldn't stand to see others like this, it felt very uncomfortable for him. So he directly pulled the middle-aged man, who was about to kneel, back up and said, "It's nothing, it's just good that everything is fine, and you've already paid the reward, so no need for this."
