To survive the bounty, one must become the wind—felt by all, but recognized by none.
Zane had worn the scarf because of this very reason as well.
He didn't want to show his face.
He and the others had gone to take Hena's money but since Zane had no experience and wasn't accustomed to how to handle anyone but himself, he didn't take the Warden into account.
But he tried his best.
He agreed to give Warden sixty percent and when the time came to give him that, Zane gave him something else.
A meager amount.
The first pouch that he gave the gray armored Warden only had ten gold lumens.
The Warden didn't accept it as he was sure they got more than that in Hena's house.
So since the warden had seen that it was Hena who handed the pouch to Zane, he believed she was responsible for storing the money.
Therefore, he snatched her ring and took out a second pouch.
In this pouch, there were forty gold lumens. Four times more money than the first pouch.
