Allen's tears fell from his eyes as all the memories of the past came flooding back. His body was trembling and he couldn't help but grit his teeth, trying to suppress the anger and guilt that was threatening to burst out.
"I remember now," Allen said. He pulled out five Basic grade tools from his Inventory and dropped it in front of Chen. He didn't even bother looking at what they were or how much valuable it was to him. "Thank you. Our deal is done."
After saying those words, the boy used the effect of his cloak and vanished into thin air. Chen's men were about to look for him but the man only raised his hand on his side, signalling for them to stop.
"Let him," Chen said with a stern voice. "I don't think any one of us can handle that rage."
"But boss—"