"Show me how many merits you have."
The expression of the boar-masked boy instantly changed at Simon's words, and even those who were watching were in disbelief.
Although Simon only asked to see how many merits the boar-masked boy had, they could all guess where this was going, and they were shocked.
Despite the pain the boar-masked boy felt across his body, he instantly looked up at Simon with wide eyes.
"Why do you want to see how many merits I have? That's my business and not yours."
Simon raised a brow with an amused expression.
"You wanted to take my life, and now you're telling me this? Show me how many merits you have and you won't have to go through so much pain in the next five minutes."
Just as he feared, the boar-masked boy instantly understood Simon's goal and he began to crawl backward in fear.
"You want to extort me."
Simon took a step forward, then he indifferently nodded and replied.
"Correct."
