[Soone’s Point of View]
Life in Ram City in Quanzhi Province was never as beautiful as I thought. I left my family in Xiaozhin Province because of a dream to beco a strong, independent warrior. I hated my life in Xiaozhin, but now I hate it more.
My family already cast out as far as I was concerned, and I couldn’t be a cultivator now, which lowers my chance of becoming an independent warrior. Now, I should be a rcenary, under a group and company... which was the one I hated the most.
However, because I’d always wanted to be an independent warrior whose na rang across the continent for being heroic and strong, I must accept these difficulties.
I beca a rchant and am still a rchant. I was saving money to buy a cultivation technique and resources that could increase my cultivation speed and Qi. In that way, I would be able to achieve my dream.
I was on my way to the nearest marketplace. It is in between Dulce City and Ram City, and the more I visited this place, the more chills I felt. But, I had no choice since this was the only place where I could resell these herbs I bought from small herb pickers.
Chills... Chills... What was the chill that I felt from coming into this place? Despite the rowdy crowd, I sohow felt an eerie sensation while walking down a path in this marketplace.
Was the eerie feeling emanating from Dulce City or Ram City...?
"Move! Move! Get out of the way!" I heard a shout from a path ahead, and as the people moved out, giving way, I chose to follow them.
I looked at the carriage that passed and it seed to be an extravagant one for a carriage. Another young master or a reputable person passed by the marketplace, which was a safe path for them since there was less chance of people having the ability to fight and filter possible attackers.
However, it would be different on the national path, where there were no trees and no atshields.
’Ho... Why am I thinking about it anyway? I should sell these herbs now!’
Finally, I was able to sell all of the herbs! It took a whole day.
"Wait... There is still one here."
I saw a remaining stalk of dicinal herbs under the drawer, but I felt disheartened as there would be no available buyers anymore. The crowd was starting to vaporize at this mont.
"Excuse ... Do you still have three stalks of dicinal herbs?"
My eyes widened as I heard the voice of a possible custor. I then lifted my head and faced the person.
It was a young man, and he was obviously handso for a man to consider. However, there was sothing I felt. Odd... Why would I even have the thought to waste ti being preoccupied with a feeling?
"Sorry... I only have one now."
"That’s okay, I will get that."
I nodded and then went to make a trade with him. After that, he left, as other custors do. But, my eyes were still following him at this point. I was srized by the odd feeling I got from him. Should I say it was a bad one or a good one?
I imdiately ignored it. I went back to my stuff and then fixed things to prepare to leave my stall.
"Hey, do you have any herbs left?"
Without looking, I shook my head and answered him. "Nah... Stocks were already empty. Co back tomorrow if you want to buy a stalk of herbs." I think it sounded more respectful towards a stranger, but I didn’t expect that he would retort.
"What? What kind of shop is this? You know that you are the only shop that has the best quality, yet you don’t restock your sales higher than others?"
I sighed and then faced the problematic stranger that was supposed to be a potential buyer. Then, with my tired eyes, I retorted to him as well.
"Will you pay if I bring a lot of herbs without knowing if I’ll be able to sell them all? It might be different for you since you only buy, but I am selling, which has the greater risk. And anyway, why are you pressed? Just get lost. I am not interested in entertaining your tantrum."
For a mont, the strange man beca silent. I only looked at him. I waited for him to leave, but he just grinned.
’What the hell is wrong with this man? I was in a good mood, but hearing his voice and tone irritated it. I am not thinking of replying to him, but he just got on my nerves. I am not a patient-type of person. That is why I left my province to be an independent warrior, to not be under any superior.’
’But, just why did I beco a rchant to save up the money to buy resources and techniques? Well, it is because I wanted to be my own boss, but I didn’t expect that custors would act more highly than . They should show respect to , or anyone they didn’t know.’
Just as I started to calm down, the strange man was still standing with a grin. He seed to be contemplating... and glaring at .
He did not seem to be good. So, I should just leave him be and continue preparing to leave.
"What the hell...? I didn’t expect that so asly rchant had the nerve to disrespect a warrior who works for the governnt. I was respectful earlier, but you chose this."
I was taken aback. I just heard his notion, and it totally hit my nerves. It was a contradictory phrase, and I couldn’t agree with it. He didn’t sound too respectful.
"Well... if you just lowered your tone and voice-!"
Baam!
What the...
My eyes lowered and I looked at the destroyed wooden table in my stall. He just destroyed it, and that took my system by surprise as soon as he did it.
’Just what is wrong with this man...?’
I clenched my hands into fists and had my head down. I couldn’t agree with this, but I should push myself to be patient. If I lost here, all of my hard work to save money would disappear. I should keep my head cool.
"Hey, where’s your courage now? I ask you to be brave in front of again and tell why you don’t have enough herbs... I was being respectful earlier, but how does a re rchant raise a tone to a warrior and also his custor? What kind of shop is this?"
’He is ridiculing ... And I can’t feel comfortable with it, and who would be... He was tightening in a small space with his aura and position in society. Should I just apologize to him?’
For heaven’s sake, I didn’t know what to do anymore. His face was starting to beco smug, and I couldn’t endure knowing that he had the audacity to be that confident and arrogant.
"Co on... What’s with you? Where are your guts? "
"Akh!" I couldn’t help but release a moan as he suddenly grabbed my hair.
I didn’t move, as I didn’t have a choice. I couldn’t just fight him as my position in society was lower than his.
’If only I had good talent... I wouldn’t be in this situation...’
My head was racing with thoughts and suggestions of what to do. But, no option is useful at the current mont.
"Just tell once. Just raise your tone anymore, and you’re dead." He threatened , and I just had my body still.
’I have decided. I won’t fight.’
"Can you keep your hands away from him? He is only making money from selling; you don’t have to assault him. You can co back tomorrow, as he said."
My eyes followed where the voice ca from, and it was from the strange, eerie-vibed custor that bought herbs from .
’Wait... Didn’t he leave earlier? What is he doing here? Did he observe the whole situation?’
My eyes turned around as well, and I realized that there were people in the surroundings, but no one dared to jump into the situation and play the hero.
’Fuck...’
"Hooo... Who are you? His hero? Get lost, boy. I am here to vent my frustration with this man. He at least deserved to be beaten." The strange man pressed and ignored him.
However, the man continued to move forward and then grabbed this strange man’s hand. He removed it from , which was easily done, but turned different. The strange man’s attention changed to my previous custor.
’He seems okay with it. He was here to save , but I don’t feel any gratitude for him. He should have done it since he is responsible for those kinds of people around him as well.’
’Even though I want to be independent, there should be balance. But... I know it is hypocritical and contradicting, I don’t care anymore. Even if it is a selfish idea, I don’t care.’
"Hey, boy. Why did you grab my hands? Are you not afraid of death?" The strange man asked in a raucous voice.
"I am afraid of death, but are you?"
Boogsh!
’Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Just when I thought that this man was eerie, it turned out that my speculation had so basis. He is a monster and a terrifying creature! Fuck!’
In just the blink of an eye, the strange man turned into pulp with my previous custor leaking his aura and pressure, eventually killing the man.
’How dense and powerful is that pressure to be able to easily kill a person?! Or was it a technique?’
’I don’t care! I just have to leave here! I, Brian Chang, will not die here!’
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