Shawn suddenly pressed the blade hard, and it sunk into the waiter's face. There was no blood yet. However, with just a little more pressure from Shawn, his face would split open, and blood would gush out.

"Is your life more important, or the benefits Aurum promised you?" Shawn asked.

Intimidation had always been Shawn's forte. The waiter looked at him. Their eyes locked for a few seconds, and his resolve somewhat wavered. Just when Shawn thought his threat was about to succeed, he heard the