"Huh?"
Brand turned back, it was rare to see this Merchant Lady being modest. Even back in Buqi, this lady's heart was higher than the sky, she would never show hesitation in front of anyone, as if she was born to be someone who dominates the scene.
"With desire comes weakness," Little Roman replied in a profound tone, but she let slip in the latter half of her sentence: "Aunt said, besides, if someone tried to trade with me using Brand and little Roman, it would be quite troubling for Roman."
The first half sounded reasonable, but the more Brand listened, the more preposterous it became. He pinched the little girl's cheek: "Don't seriously talk about trading your fiancé—"
"Ouch, Brand, you… ouch… let go…" Our Merchant Lady immediately raised her little eyebrows high, her little face was pulled crooked by Brand.
