"Are your damn ears deaf? Hurry up and pour the tea! If you upset our young master, I'll smash up your shop!"
A follower beside the young man glared viciously and gave the terrified shop assistant a rough shove, sending him tumbling over.
"You're such a useless wretch. I haven't even used any force, and you fell over. Trying to scam me, huh?"
The follower mocked him.
"Hahaha..."
The others immediately burst into laughter, looking on with schadenfreude.
Afterward, the follower casually took a bone bell from the shelf and brought it to the young man sitting there, flattering, "Young Master, how about this bone bell? It should be a mid-stage demon artifact, moderately powerful."
"Just average. This kind of bone bell is only fit to serve as a bell for my Cerberus. Take it."
The young man didn't reach out for it, instead glancing at it sideways, lazily speaking.
"Yes!"
The follower quickly wrapped it in silk and stuffed it into his sleeve, showing no intention of paying.
