Liam, despite William's orders to stay put, had other plans. He stormed off into the bustling market, eager to pass the time in his own unique way. The market was a chaotic blend of colors, sounds, and scents, with vendors shouting their wares and customers haggling over prices. Liam only targeted the stores and the shops who were selling items at overly overpriced.
Liam stopped by a stall selling exotic fruits, his eyes scanning the vibrant display.
"How much for this one?" he asked, pointing to a particularly strange-looking fruit.
The vendor, a burly man with a thick beard, eyed Liam warily. "Fifty coins," he grunted.
Liam scoffed. "Fifty? Are you kidding me? I'll give you five."
The vendor's face turned red. "Five? Get out of here, kid! You're wasting my time!"
Liam grinned, enjoying the reaction. "Okay, okay, how about ten?"
The vendor's eyes bulged. "Ten? You're insane! Leave before I throw you out!"
