"Old man, there's nothing we want that we can't get. It's your lucky day we've taken an interest in your stuff. Hand it over if you know what's good for you. Otherwise, I'll smash your stall and you'll leave with nothing."
Just then, a sudden, loud shout reached Stella Sterling's ears.
Both the voice and its arrogant tone felt familiar to Stella. She turned to look and saw that quite a few people were also watching with interest.
At the center of the attention were two young men and a middle-aged man in his forties.
The two young men looked very similar, like brothers. One of them had a fierce, menacing expression. They stood in front of the middle-aged man, pointing at the goods laid out on the ground with an air of dominance.
