Chapter 112- Counter Number 69

Liam sat at the counter, the noise and crowd around him strangely comforting. It reminded him of the dream world, where hostages gathered for meals and training. If he could survive something like that, he could survive anything.

As he waited, a group of men and women approached him. Liam's instincts told him they weren't who he was waiting for, but he stayed calm, observing their movements. One of the men placed his foot on the counter, leaning in to threaten Liam.

"You're new here, aren't you?" the man said, his voice a low growl. "We haven't seen you around before."

Liam didn't respond immediately. Instead, he gave them a stare that could freeze hell over. He activated his Qi sense, feeling the energy around him shift as he assessed the situation. He could easily take care of them, but he wasn't going to make a move—not yet. He glanced around the group, his mind racing as he wondered if this was some kind of test. Either way, he wasn't having it.