They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

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.

snapped, voice now sharp and

have exchanged your

for you.” The tone sliced through the

a lump forming in

it’s

thought

I should’ve been prepared.

bit back the frustration

no

his head slightly in

sir,” he

first time in this

to

I really need

now, and I’ll even

worth up to four thousand

won’t lose anything.” It was a fair

More than fair, even.

practically begging, and still trying to sound

And it was true.

the exchange

struggling

among the great powers of

who would kill for a chance to work even as a

what that currency was

single one

silence that followed was

No one stepped forward.

Not one.

Some shifted uncomfortably.

Some looked away.

simply stared at him, bitter resentment simmering

has that kind of

Just like that?

like he’s

to “help”

We know your type.

Abuchi could feel

The distance.

The judgment.

The disgust.

because he reminded them of what they

came the voice that broke

“Tch.

they can control our lives with money.” It was the same man behind him, only now he

was loud, his anger thick

“So lazy.

even

if you’re this helpless.” The crowd buzzed with

A few chuckled.