As he said this, the young mage in a pale purple robe even spat on the ground.
His eyes were filled with contempt and disdain for Su Wen and his companion as he continued arrogantly:
"Don't waste time on these country bumpkin cowards.
Don't forget, we're regular visitors to the Dark Forest from Quiet Forest Language Academy. We know every inch of that place and every plant growing there.
Grim,
Fifteen hundred dollars, plus a bottle of Mana Restoration Potion I brewed myself. That should be enough."
Upon hearing this, a gleam of delight flashed through the crafty goblin merchant's mung-bean-sized eyes. After all, a Mana Restoration Potion was a rare treasure for a merchant like him.
But as a dishonest merchant,
he still pretended to ponder for a moment before helplessly shaking his head.
"Fine.
Mr. Alphawen, you really are hard to deal with.
But since you're an old customer, we have a deal."
Yet when Su Wen heard the slightly mocking young man in the center of the crowd, a rare "gentle smile" appeared on his face.
"Country bumpkins? Cowards?
What a pity.
Old Constance not only failed to keep Lorenz Riel's people in line.
It seemed he had also done a woefully inadequate job with their basic ideological education."
The iceberg-like girl who understood what he meant remained expressionless.
"Don't waste too much time."
"Of course."
Su Wen lightly clapped his hands, then walked straight toward them.
In an instant,
almost everyone shifted their attention to Handsome Scholar, as though his actions were simply asking for a beating.
After all, a handsome man and a beautiful woman like them were hard not to notice in the market outside the City of Breezes.
What was more:
he actually dared to provoke Lorenz Riel's official mages!?
Even if they