"Duan Heng!" A roar filled with incredible fury broke out, and soon, a huge beastman was thrown out, landing on the ground and creating a small dent.
"How many more valuable materials are you going to break?" A beastman stood on the doorway, his face flushed in anger as his finger pointed tremblingly at the so-called Duan Heng.
Behind their stall was a blacksmith workshop. They were selling weapons.
"Boss, please give me another chance!" Duan Heng begged as he crawled out of the small dent in the ground. His face was filled with injuries, and thankfully, they were all external wounds.
He hugged the leg of the beastman that just threw him out. "If you throw me out, I'll no longer be able to eat, Boss, please, just one more time."
Clearly, the beastman was unmoved. He kicked Duan Heng away, but the latter was like a maggot clinging to a bone. Annoyed, he had to crouch down before he could pry Duan Heng's hands off his legs.
