"Ten Gold Lion Coins? Can you really hire an awakened of this level for ten Gold Lion Coins?" Marcus was a bit stunned. He could never have imagined that the caravan had secured the protection of a level 1 awakened for merely ten Gold Lion Coins—utterly unbelievable.
He then realized that the person in front of him was likely mocking him, and anger surfaced on his face. "So, you insist on protecting this caravan?"
Marcus could sense Duke's strength, but still felt that their powers weren't too disparate, and that he had the upper hand.
He had plenty of apprentice awakened allies on his side, and their cooperation was sufficient to deal with the person before him.
Duke looked at the group of Gray Forest Thieves and softly said, "I offer you two choices: either retreat or die. If any other words come from your mouth next, I can only grant you death."
Marcus heard these arrogant words and immediately snorted coldly, "Big words..."
