"Run, keep running!" The slave owner was sweating profusely, he didn't expect that this young wolf tribe demi-human could run so fast. In the end, he had to use his full strength to finally catch up with her.
After running all the way, his clean and tidy clothes were already soaked. He would have to wash and scrub them when he returned home in the evening. And at the market, he didn't know how many business opportunities he had missed because of this chase.
Thinking of this, he was filled with anger and couldn't help but stretch out his leg, using his fighting spirit, and fiercely kick the already unconscious little girl again.
Gasping for breath, Buckteeth finally caught up. The slave owner glanced coldly at Buckteeth, thinking that he wasn't even faster than him, who had retired from the mercenary profession several years ago. Indeed, a real waste.
The slave owner had no good feelings towards Buckteeth. If it hadn't been for this man's sudden demand for a change in the transaction price that caused his momentary negligence, he wouldn't have ended up in such a mess.
When Buckteeth came closer, he saw the little girl lying on the ground, her mouth filled with acid, already unconscious. She had clearly been a target for the slave owner's venting.
Buckteeth was overjoyed in his heart, but he tried to put on an angry face and shouted, "Mr. Merchant! How could you beat her like this? If you leave her in this state, I have no way to pay you twenty gold coins!"
Damn it, he was being tricked!
The merchant cursed himself for being foolish.
Although this wolf girl had caused him a lot of losses, as a qualified merchant, he should be thinking of how to minimize his losses at this time rather than taking out his anger on his merchandise.
"In this situation, I don't even know if she's alive or dead, I can only give fifteen gold coins at most." Buckteeth said cunningly, rubbing his chin.
The slave owner rolled his eyes in annoyance, cutting the price by five gold coins, this guy was really asking for too much.
"Sir, the wolf tribe people have a strong vitality and won't die easily. I merely kicked her lightly twice, and she should recover after a few days of rest." The slave merchant paused and continued, "In light of this incident being my loss of control, I am willing to sell her to you for one gold coin cheaper as an apology. How about it?"
After finishing, the slave merchant shook the contract book in an attempt to entice Buckteeth.
In fact, the slave master was lying.
He was truly a level three fighter, and he didn't know how injured the demi-human became after being kicked by him. To avoid further complications, he wanted to sell this troublesome wolf girl as soon as possible.
After running so much, Buckteeth's body was fatigued, but his mind had calmed down. Now he wanted to seize the opponent's mistake and obtain greater benefits.
He shook his head and said, "Mister, it's not that I'm unwilling to pay that price, but look, this wolf girl's eyes are already white, even if she survives, I don't know how much medicine will be needed, and maybe even have to go to the city to find a priest to use a recovery spell."
The two stood in the courtyard of the Blaze Hotel, arguing back and forth once again.
The slave trader became more and more anxious in his heart, as he didn't know how much time would be wasted arguing with Buckteeth. For a merchant, time is money!
At some point during the argument, the slave trader became extremely impatient.
"Fine, I won't argue with you anymore!" He shouted, then squatted down and tore open the wolf girl's clothes, revealing her large area of snow-white back to Buckteeth.
The young girl's frail body looked exceptionally delicate and pale under the moonlight.
"Eighteen gold coins, a one-time fee, that's my bottom line. Take it or leave it." The slave trader said coldly.
At this point, Buckteeth couldn't pressure the slave trader any further, and the girl's frail back was very much to his taste. He felt his lower body stirring and swallowed, preparing to agree to the deal.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from behind the slave owner. A young man had silently appeared behind the two, unnoticed.
The slave owner's heart was startled, he was an experienced old mercenary, used to living on the edge of life and death, extremely sensitive to any changes in his surroundings. Even in his sleep, he wouldn't miss any footsteps, yet he didn't notice this young man's approach. Was he really getting old?
"Who are you?" The slave owner asked the young man.
The young man frowned deeply and ignored the slave merchant.
He quickly walked to the little girl's side to check on her condition.
The little girl was curled up, her hand reaching out towards the entrance of Blaze Hotel, her tearful face seemingly seeking refuge.
The young man bent down and carefully covered the torn clothes back on the wolf girl's frail body."Both of you, having this kind of incident happen in front of my store is really troublesome for me." The young man stood up, with an ordinary-looking face and a professional smile, holding a large bag of vegetables in his hand. Judging from his words and the "Blaze Hotel" signboard above his head, it was obvious that he was a staff member of the hotel. However, his calm demeanor did not seem like an ordinary person.
The slave owner couldn't figure out the young man's background, but his intuition told him that the person in front of him was not simple. So, he slightly apologized and bowed to the young man, saying, "As you can see, this lowly Demi-human is my slave, and it's my fault for not taking care of her properly that caused her to run away. I've caused trouble for your esteemed store, and I'll take her away right now."
As the slave owner bent down to grab the tail of the wolf girl, intending to drag her away from the hotel, the tail was the most vulnerable part of the Demi-human race. If pulled this way, it is unknown what sequelae would occur.
Suddenly, a hand came in from the side, stopping the slave master from touching the unconscious girl. "What do you mean by this?" The slave owner raised his head and looked at the young man in surprise.
Chen Ai sighed, feeling quite helpless. He had just returned from grocery shopping to find Changwei beating up Laifu. Bullying the weak in the garden of heroes is like stealing in a police station. This poor Demi-human, if left to the slave master, would likely suffer even more torture.
Although Chen Ai was a retired hero, the incident happening right in front of him made him feel uncomfortable at heart after a long time. Very uncomfortable. Chen Ai raised his head and stared at the slave owner, "That's my question, what do you mean? Didn't you see the notice outside the store?"
"Notice?" The slave owner was stunned.
"Yes, it says 'all who enter the store are guests.' No matter whether you are a noble or an ordinary person, as long as you step into my restaurant, you are a guest at the Blaze Hotel," Chen Ai said indifferently.
"This lady you've beaten up is also a guest of our shop. You're assaulting my guests in my shop; can you explain what that means?" The slave owner looked at Chen Ai in surprise, not expecting the young man to give him a hard time.
"But she's not a guest! She's just a lowly slave!" The slave owner argued fiercely.
Chen Ai shrugged, "That's what you think, but in reality, this little guest has already ordered a meal."
"She hasn't ordered anything! She doesn't even have a single copper coin on her!" The slave owner was furious, feeling that the young man in front of him seemed to be deliberately making things difficult.
"Here, look," Chen Ai pointed to the girl's hand, where she was tightly holding a copper coin with carved patterns. Although it was very unremarkable and in bad shape, it was an authentic copper coin minted by the Roland Empire! This was the very coin the wolf girl had just used to cut her ropes! After cutting the ropes, she had held the coin tightly all the way, always carrying it into Chen Ai's yard. The coin had already pierced her tender palm, turning half of the coin red with blood.
"Holy shit!" The slave owner couldn't help but curse, "It's just one copper coin! What can one copper coin buy?"
Indeed, given the current prices in the Roland Empire and the entire continent, one copper coin could hardly buy anything. The "ten copper" is the lowest denomination currency commonly used on the continent. The "one copper coin" had stopped being issued a hundred years ago, and by now, few people use it.
"Well," Chen Ai frowned and pretended to think, "This one copper coin can order an affordable children's set meal in my store."
After finishing his sentence, under the stunned, angry gaze of the slave owner, Chen Ai calmly took the blood-covered copper coin from the wolf girl's hand and put it in the bag. "The money has been properly credited, and from this moment on, she is my guest."
Chen Ai then picked up the young girl without looking at the slave owner and headed straight into the shop.
The slave owner clenched his fists, and the veins on his forehead bulged. It seemed that the young man intended to give him trouble, and a fight was inevitable. He hid one hand behind his back and began to secretly wrap it with fighting energy.
Well-versed in the art of combat, the slave owner knew that when he made a move, it had to be a fatal blow.Win by surprise.
The slave master stared gloomily at Chen Ai's back. At this moment, Chen Ai was holding the young wolf girl with both hands, completely unaware of himself. As long as he could suddenly punch him in the back of his head, he would definitely lose his resistance instantly.
Just as the slave master was calculating the distance and strength, secretly gathering energy, a sudden irritable and stupid voice came from his side, scaring the slave master and almost causing him to leak his fighting spirit.
"That is the female slave that this lord wants to buy. You think you can just take her away? What are you, a broken shop owner? If you don't return her to me, I'll make your face bloom!" The bucktoothed man next to him saw the cooked duck was about to fly away, and instantly got excited.
Chen Ai turned his head to glance at the bucktooth, sighed and said, "Brother, shouting and yelling only shows that you are stupid and ignorant, and it is meaningless."
After a pause, Chen Ai continued, "If you really want to do it, why not learn from this gentleman next to you? You should know how to take advantage of people's unpreparedness and attack secretly. Look at this gentleman, how well he does it! How secretly he gathers his fighting spirit in his hand!"
Having said that, Chen Ai looked at the slave master with a smile: "Isn't that right, sir?"
