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Underground Street, Groff Potion Shop.
With a lack of enthusiasm, Groff saw off a Blood Vial Gang thug whose head was bleeding, adding his IOU to the account book before languidly sitting down behind the counter. He warmed himself with a bottle of liquor while watching his wife tidy up the shelves.
Not to mention the petty thefts and street robberies that happened every other day, even with everything going smoothly, running a pharmacy in the Lower City District was barely profitable. But Groff, with his smooth-talking ways, had somehow taken root in this notoriously chaotic area and conducted peaceful business for over a decade—a feat not just anyone could achieve.
Besides the good connections his father had made before passing away, the cooperative relationship with the Dark Street Brotherhood was one of the reasons—now in the Underground Street, he was considered a significant figure. Who would dare to cross him?
