Chapter 26: Faux Funeral (1)
Adrian walked through the worn-down streets of the slums for the shop the old man had pointed him towards to sell the Ratling tails and fangs he had acquired.
"This looks to be the place..." Adrian thought while scratching his cheeks.
The shop he stumbled upon appeared to have seen better days. Broken roof and dirt-stained glasses that not even light could penetrate. It looked like any other shop the slums had to offer.
Still, Adrian looked other ways to see if there were other shops around. But those he found were all destroyed. It didn't take a second for him to realise someone had intentionally taken down all the shops and the likely culprit was the owner of the shop left standing.
Regardless, since he was out of options, Adrian pulled the hoodie low to conceal his deformed face and stepped inside. His eyes fell on the guy standing behind a wooden counter as he did.
The shop owner, a grizzled man with a hunched back and greying beard, was in the middle of a heated argument with a customer. Judging from the conversation, it appeared to be a dispute regarding the selling price of materials.
Since the argument had nothing to do with him, Adrian decided to linger near the entrance, focusing on the unfolding dispute before him.
The seller, most likely a plunderer, was eager to sell some slime cores. However, the price the owner had offered was too low for the seller's liking.
"You're just doing whatever the hell you want because everyone else shut down, huh?" the seller barked. "one lumen shard for three slime cores? Are you out of your damn mind!"