Inside Tiandou Bank, a dazzling crystal chandelier hung from the vaulted ceiling, while the floor was covered in thick, soft red velvet carpeting.
Wukong wore Dugu Bo's sinister, gaunt face as he sat imposingly in a huanghuali grandmaster's chair.
The manager hurried over, invited Wukong into the VIP room, and instructed an attendant to serve the finest fragrant tea.
"Mr. Dugu, may I ask what business brings you here today?"
Wukong tossed over the Gold Card and said, "Convert all the Gold Soul Coins in this card into cash. This old man has need of them."
The manager held the Gold Card in both hands and carefully examined the information in its patterns. He replied respectfully, "Sir, this Gold Card holds five hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins. Naturally, withdrawing the full amount is no problem, but according to the bank's strict rules, withdrawals involving such enormous sums require us to verify your identity information. I hope you will understand."
Wukong nodded slightly, his expression arrogant. "Verify it."
The Gold Cards of Douluo Continent did not have encrypted chips like bank cards from his previous life.
They were essentially just proof of identity, linked to the holder's Soul Power Level, martial soul characteristics, and appearance.
When the bank verified a Gold Card, those were the three things it checked.
This method of verification appeared full of loopholes, but it was actually extremely rigorous.
After all, anyone capable of perfectly disguising those three pieces of information would undoubtedly be immensely powerful.
And why would someone of that caliber lower himself to steal someone else's card?
Even if such a powerful person truly did it, the bank would have no ability to pursue the matter.
The card's original owner would most likely have died without even ashes left behind.
So if no official