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The room fell into silence.

After a brief pause, Roland said casually, "Although I'm not Schuck, as far as I know, it would be like slapping him in the face, throwing some cash to him and saying 'go take that money.' Someone would be brutalized they he told Schuck that to his face."

Hawk opened his hands helplessly. "I'm just a messenger. Don't be angry with me."

Roland thought for a moment and asked, "Who is this chairman of Moon Shadow?"

"He's from a rich family based in a central city on the shoreline, and he's willing to pay in games." Hawk smiled. "Of course, he's good at making money too. Most importantly, he's kind of a tyrant, if you know what I mean."

"A tyrant?" Roland found it amusing. "All right, got it. You can go now and tell him that Schuck said no."

"You're speaking for Schuck?" Hawk felt a headache coming on. "Besides, we're friends anyway. Is it appropriate for you to just kick me away?"