Victor's internal conflict was instantly resolved.
'What reputation would remain if our own customers started selling the VIP cards?' he thought with dawning horror. 'If word spread that Soaring Crane Sect members were liquidating their premium accounts to competitors, other high-tier clients would lose confidence in our organization's stability.'
He sighed in defeat.
"Alright, please wait for a few hours. I will get them from the nearby branches."
"Hmm," Cale nodded, already moving on.
After acquiring the four million spiritual stones, they left the merchant organization. Cale immediately gave 80,000 to Sesrir as per their agreement.
"Haha, you sure know your stuff, kid," Sesrir laughed, shaking his head in amazement.
As they walked back toward their lodgings, a man named Flinn suddenly appeared and intercepted Sesrir.
'By the looks of it, these two must know each other,' Cale thought.
Flinn smiled, patting Sesrir's shoulder.
