Dragon Realm, the Capital City!
The night seemed exceptionally long this evening. All wealthy households in the city, having paid their money, anxiously waited by the phone, as if for some sort of amnesty.
For them, if the Deathz organization could let this matter rest, it would be no less than an amnesty.
That way, they wouldn't have to live in constant fear anymore.
However, many of the elite still worried, even though they had handed over the money the Deathz organization had asked them to prepare.
After all, the Deathz organization was a group that lurked in the shadows. Would they really keep their promise and let them off the hook?
A question mark arose in many people's minds.
If the people from the Deathz organization reneged and continued to pressure them for money, wouldn't they have to live in endless fear?
At this thought, even the high and mighty family heads were involuntarily shivering with dread.