Chapter 294: A Very Sharp Limit Chapter 294: A Very Sharp Limit “Could you accept this just for now?

Exchange it later?” But the moment the words left his mouth, he regretted them.

The seller’s face twisted into a deep frown.

He leaned slightly over the counter, his irritation barely contained.

“No, sir,” he replied coldly.

“This is a market, not a charity house.

I do not have time, or reason, to do favors like that.” His eyes narrowed as he looked Abuchi over again, from his clean clothes to his neatly kept hair.

Looks like he is from a rich family, the man thought bitterly.

One of those people who thinks everyone else is beneath them.

That shopkeepers should be grateful just to serve them.

He was not the only one thinking that.

The man behind Abuchi folded his arms with a scoff.

“These spoiled kids,” he muttered to the woman beside him.

“They think they’re better than the rest of us.

Like the world should just bend for them.” Others in line, having pieced together what was happening, nodded subtly in agreement.

Some shook their heads.

A few even laughed under their breath.

The silent judgment in the air was so thick, it might as well have been shouted.

Abuchi felt the heat rise to his face again.

His chest tightened.

This… is so humiliating.

He had no intention of looking anyone in the eye anymore.

Every second he stood there, he could feel the dignity draining out of him.

He had escaped from Obinna’s men, dodged threats, masked his identity… and here he was, brought low not by a battle or a plot, but by currency.

Great.

The mighty prince defeated by pocket money.

And still, no one from his team had come to help him.

He glanced back toward them, but they were still chatting, laughing softly about something he couldn’t hear.

Not even a single glance in his direction.

your father’s house,” the man behind him snapped, voice now sharp and unforgiving,

should have exchanged

job for you.” The tone sliced through the air like a knife, and it

lump

it’s my

thought

I should’ve been prepared.

back the frustration rising

was no

his head

he said,

first time in

to

I really need these

who can help me exchange the money later, I’ll pay you with Lionara currency now, and I’ll even pay you more for the trouble.” He paused, then added quickly, “Lionara currency is

bill is worth up to four thousand

won’t lose anything.” It was a

More than fair, even.

and still trying

And it was true.

knew the

a struggling fifth world

a glittering gem among the great

in that crowd had relatives who would kill for a chance to work even as a

they knew what that

single one of

silence

No one stepped forward.

Not one.

Some shifted uncomfortably.

Some looked away.

at him, bitter resentment simmering in

that kind of

Just like that?

like he’s one of

us to “help” him… with

We know your type.

but Abuchi could feel them

The distance.

The judgment.

The disgust.

because he was being rude, but because he reminded them of what they

came the voice that

“Tch.

can control our lives with money.” It was the same man behind him, only now he wasn’t bothering with any polite

was loud, his anger thick

“So lazy.

can’t even do

if you’re this helpless.” The crowd buzzed

A few chuckled.

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