Basso hurriedly stepped aside to lead the way, the robe on his back already soaked through with sweat.
He could feel Lynn's Mental Power field. It was astonishingly heavy, like walking into a deep sea.
The other stewards and Apprentices followed behind, barely daring to breathe.
This was the ruthless man who had killed Marfa. Killing a few of them would be no different from slaughtering chicks.
The tall steward who had just been thinking, It would be better if Lynn didn't come, was now as pale as paper, his legs trembling nonstop.
This was bad, very bad. He had heard that a Stigma's senses were incredibly sharp. Surely my lord hadn't heard what he just said?
Lynn sat down in the main hall, his gaze sweeping over everyone.
He had actually noticed their fear long ago. The soul fluctuations of several people were even trembling.
"Where are the shop ledgers?" Lynn asked.
Basso immediately had someone bring them over.
The ledger was actually a One-Ring Wizard Artifact, with a black leather cover engraved with a circle of dense runes.
Basso held out the ledger with both hands, his own hands shaking.
"Rest assured, my lord. The ledger has anti-tampering spells. If anyone alters it, dark marks will appear on its surface."
"None of us would ever dare tamper with it privately."
Lynn took the ledger and sent his Mental Power directly inside.
They could not alter the records, but it was still easy enough to pull little tricks during business transactions.
As Abacus Snake, he had spent so long among gangsters that he naturally understood all the twists and turns involved. He would not trust them completely just because of a ledger.
At the same time, Lynn activated the Analysis ability of the Memory Library.
The ledger's inner structure