Jiang Lifeng and Ying Sinan were taking their sweet time in the pastry shop, sampling one pastry after another.
Amid the unending sounds of chewing, they occasionally exchanged a couple of furtive mutters, like thieves.
"How much longer are we going to keep eating?" Ying Sinan looked pained. "I can barely fit another bite."
"A little longer, a little longer." Under the pretense of reaching for a different pastry, Jiang Lifeng shot a quick glance behind him. "They're still following us. If we stop eating, we'll have to leave!"
"The shopkeeper's been glaring at us for ages..."
"...It's fine. We'll buy something."
The young prince from the Prince of Nanyang's Residence had never experienced anything this humiliating in his life. Fortunately, they could still unleash the mighty art of "Money Power."
-He had learned the term "Money Power" from the little one's thoughts. The first time he encountered it, he had found it utterly brilliant; the next time, he found it exceptionally practical.
"Gentlemen." The shopkeeper had put up with these two for quite some time and finally chose to erupt before their hands could reach for the next plate of pastries. "You've nearly sampled every pastry in my shop. Might I ask whether anything here has caught your fancy?"
The young prince from the Prince of Nanyang's Residence, who had never done anything this embarrassing before, flushed. Then he puffed out his chest, raised his head, and pointed at a package of pastries beside him, declaring grandly, "Pack up that same amount of every pastry in your shop!"
The shopkeeper froze. "Every pastry?"
Ying Sinan was stunned. "Every pastry?!"
Jiang Lifeng nodded steadily. "Every pastry!"
The distaste, disdain, and contempt on the shopkeeper's face vanished in an instant. As though a vibrant flower had suddenly bloomed on a knot