The others, too, found themselves nodding along. Though Casper’s reasoning felt a bit off to them, they could not agree more with him. Monetary compensation was indeed the best solution to resolve the situation.

Casper fished out a fistful of coins from the bag. “I think this is worth about a hundred. Boys, we’d better make sure we don’t shortchange them.”

He sneered at the owner of the music store. “You said the piano costs sixty-eight thousand, didn’t you? I’m assuming the dent I just made on the piano is worth five thousand then.”

The store owner paled. “N-No, it’s all right,” he stammered. “I bought it for only a little over ten thousand… Y-You don’t have to-”

His words were cut off when Casper threw the coins in the face like a bombardment of hard pebbles. He yelped in pain, flailing his arms blindly.

“Nice!” Felix and the gang pumped their fists in triumph at the sight. They each grabbed a handful of coins and threw them at the store owner as well. The novelty and satisfaction of “stoning” an adversary with money brought a rush of adrenaline through their veins.

“Keep going, guys.” Casper’s voice was tinged with anger. “I promised five thousand and I plan to deliver. We still have a long way to go.”

He and the rest continued to hurl coins at the owner, who was eventually backed into a corner and curled up into a pathetic ball.

Colton did a quick calculation. “I think that’s about five thousand, Casper.”

Casper and the rest stopped before collectively casting their gaze on Goodyear, who gave an involuntary shudder and tried to escape. His attempt was thwarted, however, by someone from the Firewolf Chamber.

and curled in

coins continued to shower down on Goodyear, whose paunchy blubber quivered with each

as he remembered he was the one who asked Casper for a ten-thousand recompense earlier. He must be saving the remaining coins for me… Oh dear God… Why did

anything. Casper and his friends were finished with Goodyear and were now approaching him with the

slacked jaws. Even Jeremy was in awe

beads of sweat that had appeared on his forehead. “Phew, I’m beat. Who would’ve thought that hitting

worth of coins were on the ground.

in immense satisfaction and thumped his friend on

in fact felt vindicated. Even the air smelled sweeter

said, pointing at two more bags brimming with coins. “I’ve

head at the cowering Goodyear. “I seem to recall someone demanding recompense for causing

the latter nearly slumped to the group as his legs gave out. Never in his life had he been so

begged, all traces of conceitedness fleeing him. “Please forgive my snobbery… I can’t

irritated Casper more. “You’re nothing but a bully who preys on the weak. The only reason you pick on

the bags. “I know you had your reservations earlier, but now’s your chance to take your revenge. It’s your turn to

cleared his throat. “But don’t overdo it,” he added, mindful of the aftermath lest it became fatal and affected Casper in any way.

feet. “Please forgive me, sir! Cowherd made me loan

“It’s yours if you want

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