---- Chapter 225 Your people? Oh really? If you are so concerned of them why don''t you pay back my money on their behalf? We will never trouble the boy and his mother again.


    The mysterious man delves his hands in his pockets and takes out a pouch.


    The Crets all stopughing and look at it.


    The man extends his hand with the pouch.


    The Crets eyes widen in greed and he extends his own hand to hold it.


    When the mysterious man intentionally upturned the bag.


    Making almost hundreds of coins to clink on the floor.


    All the Crets greedily drop on the floor to collect the coins.


    Their eyes widen seeing the coins of gold.


    They were the most expensive of all.


    ---- eee Only the super rich in the kingdom owned them The Crets tongues were animatedly dropping in greed and for the man they looked nothing less than dogs fighting for a bone.


    Catching them of guard, the man wraps the whips end around his gloved hand and then...


    Whip! Aghbh!" The Crets cried in pain but the man doesn''t stop.


    He continues to whip the men mercilessly as they hurried to pick up the coins.


    The woman, her son and all the people surrounding them looked at the man in ck with respect and admiration in their eyes.


    Standing up against the Crets wasnt something majority werewolves dared to do.


    Crets were stronger, faster and more lethal.


    Yet this man...


    who was barely half the size of Crets had stood up for them.


    ---- Damn you! Picking up half of the coins, the Crets literally run out of there.


    Their steps were staggered, backs coated in whip marks but none mattered to them except the gold coins.


    Once they were out of view the man in ck sighs and drops the whip.


    He adjusts his cap again to look back when the woman literally drops on his feet.


    You...


    saved our lives today my child.


    I am forever indebted in you.


    Thank you...


    Thank you so much! The man steps bac! Not expecting this.


    And then his shoulders drop.


    He crouched down and held the woman''s folded hands to make her stand up.


    Taking out couple of more notes from his other pocket, he slipped them into the woman''s hands.


    The woman shakes her head in a no.


    ---- eee = No my child! You have already done enough.


    I cant take them! If owning gold coins was rare, owning paper notes was even more rarer.


    Only the King and few council members had so much money.


    Mere one note costs 500 gold coins.


    And this man was giving the woman a bundle.


    The woman tried to ce the notes back in the mans palms but he steps back.


    Refusing.


    " But At the same time the little boy of seven steps in, peeping up to look at the mans identity behind the cap.


    The man only drops his caps shade further down.


    Who are you? Are you the Robin hood hero 9 everyone talks about Tam Reyan.


    Can I know your name? My friends will be so jealous when I tell them I met you!