The metallic signboard was gleaming in the sun; the door was made of rosewood with a delicate handle.
What amazed Devoe the most was the crystal glass window. The skills, time, and money that went into making this flawless piece of crystal glass must have been unbelievable. It's worth at least thousands of dragon coins, I think.
Johnnie walked up to the door and saw the notice. "I don't think anyone is in, Boss. The door is locked."
Gabriel gave a snort of contempt. "He must have fled to avoid his creditors. Look at all these knives." He turned to look at Devoe. "Now what, Boss?" he asked, the fingers of his hand tapping on the hilt of his sword. Between the long scar on his face and his pale skin, he looked very ferocious.
Although he hadn't passed the test to become a 3rd-tier knight—they had said he lacked compassion—he was quite strong.
