Since the Night Watchers were around, the meat vendor could take a gamble. If this was yesterday, he would have to bow and scrape, begging for the other to spit out a few coins. But today, he was bolder and more impulsive.0

His hand gripping the butcher knife shook. A few thousand won’t do, I must have it all. There won’t be another chance to if I don’t get it today! If I get all thirty thousand, I’ll just run off in the night with my wife and kid…0

The Night Watchers looked over, one of them muttered, “Let’s not stick our noses where it doesn’t belong. They’re not superhumans, so they have nothing to do with us. This is a stupid, trifling matter. If anyone’s to look into it, it should be the Inspectorate.”0

This handful of five people were a team.0

“Don’t stick our noses in this?” someone grunted back. “If we leave under these circumstances, that pig butcher… will probably die at home tonight.”0

“It still has nothing to do with us. If he dies, they can make a report at the Inspectorate…”0

“Are you seriously this dumb? There’s so many people watching us. Have you forgotten who’s in charge now? Do you think he’ll talk logic with...0