Bounty hunters naturally cared most about bounties.
But looking at the number before his eyes now, what the hell was this?
He counted it with a blank expression.
Three billion Beli.
Was this bounty even real?
Wait!
Madman Lin Ye.
Finally recovering from the shock of the bounty, the bounty hunter's gaze moved upward to the not-at-all abstract photograph on the wanted poster.
Gulp!
He swallowed with difficulty.
"A big shot like that couldn't possibly come here, right?"
Forcing out a smile, the burly bounty hunter spoke.
Everyone else was confused by the two men's reactions.
What was going on?
"Haha, hahaha, haha, of course that's impossible. A strong person like that couldn't possibly appear here."
The burly bounty hunter scratched his head and laughed, then stuffed the wanted poster back into its owner's hands and headed toward the ships docked at the harbor.
"I just remembered my wife told me to go home for dinner. I'm leaving first."
The crowd stared wide-eyed.
"Blood Knife Loi, you don't even have a wife! Who the hell told you to go home for dinner?"
Someone shouted, but Loi, who had his back to them as he ran toward the ship, only sped up. In a few strides, he reached his own boat, untied the mooring rope, and rowed away for dear life.
The others looked at one another.
What had gotten into him?
Then, the crowd surrounded the bounty hunter who was standing there in a daze, clutching his wanted poster.
At the harbor.
"It's that expensive?"
Robin stared at the shopkeeper with wide eyes, her face full of shock.
"Of course. This isn't a Four Blues version of the pointer!"
The shopkeeper glanced at the pointer on Robin's wrist and spoke as if this were perfectly normal.
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