Ronan looked at the powerful stranger in front of him, blinking repeatedly to signal that Daniel had not released him from the invisible restraint.
Daniel glanced at Ronan and noticed this, then lifted the binding on him.
"Thank you, sir. May I ask what brings you to Dragonscale Bank? I am Ronan, the manager of Dragonscale Bank here," Ronan said, his voice carrying a trace of unease.
For someone to appear silently in his office and be immune to his instant-cast spells, binding him effortlessly—it revealed a significant power gap.
Now, Ronan could only hope that this visitor wouldn't kill him.
"If there is anything in Dragonscale Bank that has caught your eye, I could offer it to you directly," Ronan added, gritting his teeth.
A person of such strength entering Dragonscale Bank could only want one thing. However, being the Winterrealm branch, his vault didn't hold anything truly exceptional.