Even though he sat in the far corner of the inn, wrapped in a cloak from head to toe, his tall and broad frame was impossible to conceal.
In just five breaths, he emptied his cup of tea and set down a single silver coin before quietly slipping away, leaving no trace behind.
The little waiter came over to clear the cup, only to freeze when he spotted the coin lying casually beneath it.
"This…" His eyes widened in disbelief, then quickly brightened as he carefully tucked the silver into his pocket.
"Thank you, stranger."
He bowed deeply, a heartfelt smile spreading across his face.
***
The tall figure stepped out of the inn, his pace unhurried as he wandered through the dim streets. Turning into a narrow alley, he was soon swallowed by the shadows.
In an instant, countless hostile gazes emerged from the darkness, brimming with murderous intent.
