Chapter 23
Seeing that it was Bravus and his group approaching, Clayton didn't even bother reacting. He continued packing up his things.
"Hey, what's the rush? Is our Young Master feeling embarrassed?" Bravus called out, his voice dripping with scorn.
The surrounding crowd, catching on to his tone, also began sneering as they glanced toward Clayton.
Meanwhile, Equus was observing Clayton's wares with an unusually serious expression. Deep down, he was terrified of finding something that might confirm his suspicion—that Clayton was a cold-blooded killer.
Despite his fear, he forced himself to search. But after a thorough inspection, he found nothing. A strange sense of disappointment washed over him—a contradictory emotion he didn't quite understand.
On the other hand, Arthur's interest in Clayton only grew. He had been hunting with Bravus and his group for the past few days.
They had made significant gains during those hunts. This was their second visit to the market to sell their spoils. Thanks to the time spent together, they had all grown closer, and Arthur had gained a better grasp of everyone's personalities.
From what he had observed, Arthur knew that Equus used to mock Clayton the same way Bravus did now. But no one really knew why Equus suddenly changed his attitude.
Arthur, with his sharp mind and well-placed connections, had a pretty good idea of what had happened: Equus had likely incited someone to rob Clayton—but that person had mysteriously vanished.
Coincidentally, the house Arthur currently lived in had once belonged to that very person.
As for Bravus, Arthur wasn't sure why he had suddenly started targeting Clayton. But he did notice Bravus seemed unusually confident lately.