After informing everyone about tomorrow’s verification, Rave finally found ti to open the trade channel.
Right now, he was sitting on the balcony’s railing, hoping that Grandpa_Hot_Pot had at least seen his ssages.
But as soon as he opened the trade channel, opening the chat section, he saw sothing that shook him from head to toe.
[ssages – Grandpa_Hot_Pot: 6 UNREAD]
"Six?" Raven croaked, his soul briefly leaving his body.
It showed that the ssages arrived three hours ago, raising his heartbeats.
’Fuck, did I anger him again?’
Raven could still rember how this Grandpa got angry because he didn’t reply, so without waiting, he tapped, or rather, smashed the chat open.
"...I’m alive," Raven breathed as he read the chat.
He realized that his ass-licking had saved his ass.
He didn’t an a single word from the last chat, but at least this old man got happy because of that.
He wasn’t going to get cursed now.
Yeah, his pride was gently folded and drop-kicked into a ditch, but it was bearable.
He glanced again. The old man was online.
A grin cracked across his face. "He’s still here."
Thinking his ssage into existence, he ntally typed, sothing he had forgotten he could do last ti.
Before the ssage could finish sending, a new reply popped up.
Raven sighed. "That’s good."
But the codger wasn’t done. He was just getting started.
Raven’s brain stalled.
’Is this... is this guy just casually narrating a divine massacre like he’s recounting his grocery list?’
Did Grandpa even think about how his words seed?
It was as if a farr were talking about his harvest.
Well, in a way, it wasn’t far from the truth...
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