It is often easier to ask for forgiveness than to ask for permission.
Zane had chosen his weapons.
The shopkeeper packed them inside the boxes made by Phoenix's feathers.
The boxes weren't normal though.
They were medium sized, suitable for keeping shoes inside them but this time, they carried weapons.
The Vellum Razor wasn't big so it easily fitted inside the box but the Bedrock Piston was big, heavy and long.
And yet, it was also inside the box.
Moreover, the shopkeeper carried the box with no problem as if it wasn't heavy at all.
He kept the boxes on the counter in front of Zane and in his curiosity, he reached out his hand to take out the Bedrock Piston.
However…
"Don't touch it!"
The shopkeeper yanked Zane's hand away.
Zane instantly glared.
"This is not funny. I am not a thief."
Xavier and the others also saw it and Xavier was ready with his fist clenched.
The shopkeeper raised his hands in the air.
