"Haha, it's you, Young Master!" the shopkeeper greeted with a wide smile, bowing his hands respectfully. His eyes flickered to the bandaged wrist before he chuckled lightly. "Those three children made their purchases and then left. They are no longer in the shop."
"They left? Which way did they go?" The man in green demanded angrily, his voice laced with frustration.
"I'm afraid I don't know," the shopkeeper replied, shaking his head innocently.
"You just took my crystal stones! Give them back to me!" The man in green snarled, stepping forward and grabbing the shopkeeper's collar. The thought of the valuable crystal stones now in the shopkeeper's possession sent a pang of fury through him.
