The bandit called Sleazy titled his head, clearly unaware of such a product called chocolate.
"Hm. I've never heard of that…and I see no sign of products here in your carriage…"
Sleazy took out a knife out his pocket and twirled it in his hands, with its glint reflecting towards the chocolate merchant.
"Are you lying to me?"
"No no no!" the chocolate merchant cried out, raising his hands to protest his innocence. "It's true! I just sold out all my products, that's why I'm returning to Angora City to get more."
The bandit eyed the merchant with a glare, letting awkward silence linger in the carriage.
"I believe you! Haha, don't be so anxious!" Sleazy said, patting the chocolate merchant's shoulder.
"Listen, I don't want to take up any more of your time, but I just have to know. Is there a particular reason why a lot of people are going to Angora City?"
