Chapter 307: To Catch a Rat (3)
TL: FoodieMonster007
Baek Suryong teetered on the edge of unconsciousness, overwhelmed by the foul stench wafting from the beggars clinging to his pants. "Ah, fine, I get it. I was going to treat him anyway, so could you let go of my clothes and talk like normal people?" he groaned.
However, the six elders of the Beggars' Gang clung to him as if he were a lifeline sent from the heavens.
"Please! Save our Senior Brother!"
"If you keep our Senior Brother alive, I'll even give you the rice bowl I've used for thirty years!"
"I'll give you my only pair of leather shoes! I've cherished them, so they've only been worn for twenty years!"
The elders desperately rummaged through their belongings, piling up junk at Baek Suryong's feet in a frantic attempt to offer something in exchange for their Chief's life. Among the item, there was a rice bowl riddled with cracks, leather shoes full of holes, and various other trinkets of unknown purpose.
Not a single thing here is useful!
At first, Baek Suryong had entertained a faint hope that at least one of these items might be a treasure, a secret manual, an elixir (not that he had any intention of consuming an elixir given by the Beggars' Gang), or perhaps even a map marking the location of some hidden trove. However, the most valuable item in this heap of trash turned out to be a pair of brass chopsticks that had supposedly been used for only ten years, and even those were of different lengths.