Uchiha Madara felt that this man was rather pitiful now. Though he was the boss, the people before him were clearly blinded by greed and growing restless, no longer willing to follow orders.
But Uchiha Madara could understand. Everyone believed he carried priceless treasures on him—how could anyone possibly let him go? Especially when they were all thieves.
"How about this?" Uchiha Madara thought for a moment before saying, "I know you may have been lying in wait here for a long time. I can't let you come away empty-handed."
"I still have two gold coins on me. I'll give them both to you," Uchiha Madara said.
"Only two gold coins?" the fat man said indignantly.
"Are you saying your life is worth just two gold coins?" the fat man asked Uchiha Madara.
"I can tell you're definitely not short on money. You're carrying priceless things, yet you're only giving us two gold coins," the fat man continued.
"Two gold coins—do you really think that's too little?" Uchiha Madara was somewhat puzzled.
Uchiha Madara truly felt that two gold coins were far too much for him. Not just for himself—two gold coins were enough for anyone to live out their entire life in comfort.
"Don't be so greedy," Uchiha Madara said.
"Do you know how many people would spend their whole lives trying to earn two gold coins?" Uchiha Madara asked the fat man.
"I'm giving you two gold coins now. Do you really find that unacceptable?" Uchiha Madara said with a smile.
"You can leave if you want. Us brothers won't make things difficult for you, but you need to leave something behind. Gold coins aren't enough to catch our eye anymore," said someone who stepped out from beside the fat man.
"Under normal circumstances, we'd be quite happy