"My lord, you must be joking. Our melons are grown in sandy soil. Unripe? If they were unripe, would I dare put them up for sale?"
This great demon disguised as a melon vendor reacted quite swiftly. His eyes shifted, and he nodded and bowed as he replied.
"So you guarantee these melons are ripe?"
Li Changshou sneered, lightly tossing the large melon in his hand as he smiled.
"If this melon isn't ripe, what then?"
"Th-this... My lord... I'm an honest melon seller. I would never sell you an unripe melon!"
A thin sheen of cold sweat appeared on the Demon Race melon vendor's forehead, and his limbs began to tremble.
Even this great demon himself did not know why he feared a Witch-Human so much. They had come here precisely to wipe out these Witch-Human divine emissaries of the Sea God Cult...
Yet now, over nothing more than a melon, and after hearing only a few neither-light-nor-heavy questions from the other party, it was as if he had fallen under some curse. His mind was on the verge of collapse!
The Demon Race melon vendor asked quietly, "My lord, this melon of mine... N-no, can I simply not sell it?"
"Hm? Not sell it? Are you implying that I'm bullying merchants and monopolizing the market?"
Li Changshou's bear Paper Daoist widened its large eyes. His left hand moved like a phantom, directly seizing the Demon Race melon vendor by the collar and yanking him upward.
The Demon Race melon vendor reacted half a beat too slowly. By the time he tried to dodge, his vision had already turned murky, and he could no longer sense any of his demonic power!
Demon Soul Sealing!
Li Changshou released the man's collar with his left hand and smoothly thrust out his