The thing he most wanted to buy was already gone. Yang Yi immediately lost interest, and his attitude toward the white-bearded old man soured along with it.
So he did not even bother saying goodbye. He jumped straight onto another ship, leaving the thirty-odd people standing ready aboard the Treasure Ship where they were.
"Well..."
The white-bearded old man was speechless for a long while. He felt that Yang Yi was rather different from ordinary Fire Worship Cult believers.
But since the transaction had never begun, they prepared to go about their own business.
Before they dispersed, however, another voice rang out.
"Do you have anything tasty for sale?"
"Huh!?"
The white-bearded old man looked over, surprise appearing on his face, because a Light Fairy in a black cloak and hood had flown over from the Firebearer. This was just too strange.
Not only was there actually a Light Fairy aboard a Fire Worship Cult ship, but her bizarre outfit left him unsure where to even begin commenting.
"Wait!"
The white-bearded old man suddenly widened his eyes, looking toward Yang Yi, who was following the Pirate's captain into the cabin not far away. A trace of horror entered his gaze.
"Could it be..."
A drop of cold sweat ran down his forehead, while his face took on the professional fake smile he had practiced for over a hundred years.
"Yes, yes, of course we do! I'll take you to have a look right away, my lady."
The white-bearded old man rubbed his hands, his attitude doing a complete reversal as he warmly welcomed Cui Xiya.
But on second thought, a Light Fairy interested in fine food...?
Whitebeard frowned slightly. He felt that perhaps he had lived too long, which was why he kept encountering unusual things lately.
Here he was,