Lin Li left without hesitation.
What the hell was that about?
Did they really think they were customers so important they were practically gods? Lin Li didn't like that commanding tone, so he blew up. Simple as that.
It wasn't like this was a situation where he needed to watch his every step. If a young man wasn't hot-blooded, could he still be called young?
Sure, trading twenty-odd grams of gold for a hundred bars of chocolate was a guaranteed profit in reality. In reality, when people encountered deals like this, they usually started competing until there was no profit left. But now? Both sides were in Apocalypse World, and they were still calculating things that way?
Your coins dropped. Pick them up.
Gold was trash in this world. No joke—just that box of food he had given Ye Jing earlier was worth trading for a hundred jin of gold.
The fact that he hadn't demanded that already was proof that Lin Family Master couldn't bear to see people suffer.
If they wouldn't give him gold, then forget it. At worst, he could slowly gather it around YunGuang City. A few grams here, a few dozen there. It wasn't like Lin Li needed these thirty million right away.
Seventeen was exactly the age when one couldn't bear even the slightest grievance. The last time Lin Li had felt this aggrieved was the last time.
"Wait, don't go."
"Brother Lin!"
Lin Li ignored the calls behind him. Then footsteps approached—it was Ye Jing.
She stepped in front of Lin Li. "Lin Li, wait."
Lin Li raised his Steel Ball Bow, his expression indifferent. "Miss Ye, my impression of you isn't very good right now either. I won't take back that box of chocolate, but if you share it with the other