"Unless you pay him a hush fee, the price varies. He's quite despicable in his thods, so shopkeepers need to be cautious. He made a big fuss about you yesterday, and he probably has so significant intentions. He might co looking for you soon."
Just as they spoke of the devil, Héctor arrived.
Amalia saw another private ssage in her inbox, this ti from a sender nad Héctor, the sa ID as the user who started the thread berating her.
"Is this the person you were talking about?"
She showed Carlos the ID of the private ssage.
Carlos hadn't expected this to happen so quickly; his eyes nearly popped out. "It's him." However, he didn't understand why Héctor seed so urgent.
He wondered what was in the private ssage.
Amalia glanced at the ssage content, which was almost identical to what Carlos had described.
This person didn't explicitly ask for a hush fee, but he had his eyes on Amalia artifacts, asking her to sell them for a low price of five hundred thousand.
If not, he threatened to make disparaging posts about the shop, ensuring that Amalia shop would never have any custors.
If it weren't for her lack of money at the mont—her injuries were left untreated due to the lack of funds, and she could only afford half of the recovery process, with the other half progressing slowly—she wouldn't have been so hasty to put her artifacts up for sale.
"I know you're there. It's just a simple decision whether to sell for five hundred thousand or not. But don't bla for not warning you in advance. Your shop reputation on Red Espiritual Net has already turned sour. It might extend beyond Red Espiritual Net as well. It's not difficult for real-world Artificer to find out. I'm generally reasonable, but if you provoke , I can't guarantee anything."
Héctor waited for a while without receiving a response from Amalia.
He decided to send another private ssage, feeling that he had displayed considerable patience.
After Amalia finished dealing with matters and returned, she saw the new private ssage. She replied in a composed manner with just one word.
"Scram."
Héctor heard the notification sound and eagerly opened the private ssage, but his expression changed from stiffness to a grimace of anger.
He angrily swept objects off a surface, muttering, "You don't want to give face, huh? Just you wait. If your shop manages to succeed, I'll have my na written backwards!"
Héctor finished his ssage and closed Red Espiritual Net. Clenching his teeth, he began contemplating how to ruin Amalia shop.
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