The People Walking in Dungeons Are Surely Not Normal

Chapter 78 Friendly Appearance

"This guest" the boss had a stern look on his face, seemingly a little angry, and said righteously: "How can you say such outrageous things!"

He pointed to the small characters on the torch and said seriously: "What's the name here? It's basically the brand, the production brand of the torch. Don't you know these characters?"

I thought to myself: "What you just said when you sold me something has changed in the blink of an eye. You are really a profiteer. Not only do you lie without blushing, but you also change your face faster and more suddenly than a dog's face!"

Originally, I just wanted to embarrass him and spend money to buy this torch. But driven by revenge, I gave up this decision and planned to play tricks on him. As for whether to buy it or not, haha.

"That's right." I nodded and said, "I am indeed illiterate and illiterate. What brand is this torch?"

"Fool's card."

"Fool card." I said dissatisfied: "So, you recommended me to buy this card because you intend to tease me and call me a fool?"

The boss didn't expect that I would use the name of the brand to make things difficult for him. He was startled at first, then waved his hands repeatedly and said, "How is it possible, this guest, you are wrong."

"Oh? What should I think?"

The boss raised the torch, facing me with the small characters, and said: "The name of this brand is Fool, which means that even fools can use the torch."

"Even a fool can use it, and you still recommend it to me." My face darkened, and I said, "Don't you still think of me as a fool?"

The boss's hands were trembling, and his eyes were full of anger. I guess if the person standing next to me, smiling and watching the fun, was not Rodney but a passerby, the next moment, the torch in his hand would probably fall. In my face, or shouting at me and kicking me out.

However, there are no what-ifs. No matter how much I make things difficult for him, he will have to endure it. Anyway, I finished killing monsters today, so I just used him to kill time.

"This, this guest." The boss is indeed a boss. In just a few breaths, he calmed down and smiled again. He wanted to explain something to me, but I didn't want to give him this chance.

"Master Rodney."

I suddenly changed my title, and my tone became very deep at the same time. The sudden change surprised Rodney, but soon, he smiled and responded: "What is it, my friend?"

"We're already friends, am I right?"

I asked him.

"Yes, we are already friends."

"Well, let me ask you, my friend, Master Rodney, how do you define the word friend?"

"How do you define it?"

Rodney didn't react and looked at me puzzledly. When he saw me nodding to him, he put down the tea cup in his hand, thought for a while, and said seriously: "Friends are meant to share blessings, bear hardships together, and point out mistakes together. When we encounter a problem, we figure it out together, and that should be it.”

"Can I understand it this way?" I began to turn the topic into a pit: "My friend's glory is my glory, and my friend's humiliation is my humiliation. Are you right?"

"Well, yes, you're right."

Rodney thought for a moment and answered carefully.

"That's easy to handle." My expression suddenly showed sadness and sympathy, and I said to Rodney: "Unfortunately, Master Rodney, my friend, someone actually called you a fool in public."

"What." Rodney saw my eyes blink and figured out what I meant.

He first brewed his feelings, but after a second, he became furious, and his tone was angry and high: "Who is it? Who is so bold and dares to say that I am a fool!"

"My friend" for a moment, he showed the domineering and indifference possessed by the successor: "Tell me, who dares to treat you and me as fools, I must punish him, punish him severely, Yes, fiercely, I want him to know the consequences of challenging the majesty of the heir to Airui City!"

Hearing this, I glanced at the boss with my peripheral vision. This profiteer was covered in chaff, his face was as white as powder, his mouth was open, but he couldn't make a sound. You know, this is not a harmonious society. Living under the jurisdiction of a ruler, if they offend someone who is related to them, at the least, they may smash the shop and go to jail to teach them a lesson, or at worst, they may lose their lives.

This is true even if they are related by relatives, let alone directly disobeying the heir.

Rodney also saw the boss's frightened look with his peripheral vision. He raised his eyebrows. After all, they were his own people. After all, he couldn't bear it. He winked at me and signaled to stop acting.

I nodded and decided to give up and continue teasing the boss.

I made this decision not because I couldn't bear it. What does the life and death of this profiteer have to do with me?

But I estimate that if this continues, it won’t be long before this guy is frightened to pee his pants. When the time comes, the feces and urine will flow out, and the house will be filled with fragrance. It will be so disgusting, what will I do?

cough.

Rodney cleared his throat, raised his voice, and said, "Although I'm a little unhappy about this matter, I thought some people mean it but don't mean it, so I let it go. I won't pursue the matter this time, and I won't do it next time." .”

"Thank you, thank you, young master!"

With a plop, the boss collapsed to the ground. He was wearing a cowhide jacket, which could not be seen when he was standing. Only when he collapsed to the ground did I realize that he was soaked with sweat.

In other words, after being frightened this time, I will not be seriously ill in the future.

But what does it have to do with me.

"Um, boss." I stepped forward and looked at the boss with a smile.

At this time, the boss no longer had any resentment towards me. What was left was just fear of me - this guest was protected by the young master, so he had to stay away from me in the future.

"That torch."

"Take it," the boss said feebly, "I don't want the money anymore."

"How good is this~" I was a little embarrassed. Although he was a profiteer, he still wanted to survive after all. There would always be a purchase fee for purchasing goods.

"What's the purchase price of your torch?"

I asked.

The boss seemed to want to say he didn't want the money, but he kept silent under my close gaze. He hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth, and sighed cruelly: "Three. Three copper coins."

"Hey, three copper coins." I scratched my head and said with a smile, "Boss, you are really good at business."

Rodney glanced at the boss again, making him tremble in fright, but the boy looked away as if nothing had happened, and the boss breathed a sigh of relief again.

Putting five copper coins on the counter, he walked out of the store with a torch.

Just as he was about to walk in the direction of home, he was stopped by Rodney.

"What's the matter, rich brother?"

"I have been helping you in the play for so long," Rodney said with a smile, "Can you find a teahouse with me to chat?"

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