"Are you threatening me?" the clerk asked, the joy on his face only deepening.
Did he really think that I would far for his trick?
"I will ask you again," I said in a low, nearly guttural voice. "Is this the path that you wish to take?" I asked, scratching my balls.
"I have no idea what you are talking about," the clerk replied, shaking his arms.
"Fine," I pulled my hand out of my pants and smiled widely. "See you soon, then," I added, turning around and leaving the place.
Decisiveness was the key here.
I didn't really plan any contingency for a scenario like that. I didn't expect the sect official could scam me out in the open like that.
In theory, it was my fault for not bringing in a witness. In theory, it was my fault for submitting the quota earlier than necessary.
But that didn't mean shit to me.
'Let's see who can win in the long game,' I thought, fully relaxed.